After watching the movie Walkabout again today, my only thought I feel like putting down is that I don't know that "progress" really is...well progress. We can't imagine living in a "native" state off the land yet people did it for hundreds of years without causing quite the same detriment to each other and to the land. Ironic too that the happiest place in the world is one that "progress" hasn't totally reached, and hopefully never will. So what truly is progress? And why do we think our progress is better, because is it truly? Personally I'm not so sure.
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