Mother Earth is temperamental bitch. Bright and cheery one day, baying for blood the next. And though on far more many days than not she is a purring, placated beast, occasionally she rears up in anger; demanding appeasement for the scorch marks etched into her by man’s uncompromising desire to affront her; thrusting her hand, claws bared, into the sky to strike down those who are so bold as to defy the irrepressible force; and dragging Earthly bounds back down with her, reclaiming the precious minerals once unjustly ripped from her mighty grasp.
Sinkhole in Port Melbourne swallowed cars and filled street with sand. Chaos in Liardet Street pic.twitter.com/jPP6acPov8
— Grant Stevenson (@Thefarsha) December 15, 2014
— CameronBaud7 (@CameronBaud7) December 15, 2014
— Yvette Gray (@yvettegray3AW) December 15, 2014
Fear, dear friends. Mother Earth has awoken…