On 8 June 2009, while in Fiji, I wrote
I spend a lot of time watching local wildlife of one form or another; landcrabs, geckos, birds, the odd mongoose; and for a while I kept a few hermit crabs named Eric in an icecream container, until I released them. From them I learned something important for me to keep in mind while I am here, in this job. When one is in an ice cream container, one needs patience, and persistence. Those crabs could not get out of the container, but they never for a moment stopped trying. I think that may be lesson I should take on board, given my position and my situation. The history I have been reviewing of the attempts around the Pacific to bring about some sustainable changes look a bit like wandering around in a container, going nowhere. I have a feeling that for a while at least, I am going to feel a lot like those hermit crabs.
Plus ça change, plus c’est la même chose.
Surely there must come a time when you can stop trying?