I know this is dreadful, dreary stuff but it's an inescapable reality we have to come to grips with, a reality we must demand those who would lead us also embrace. From Chris Hedges, TruthDig.
Clive Hamilton in his “Requiem for a Species: Why We Resist the Truth About Climate Change”
describes a dark relief that comes from accepting that “catastrophic
climate change is virtually certain.” This obliteration of “false
hopes,” he says, requires an intellectual knowledge and an emotional
knowledge. The first is attainable. The second, because it means that
those we love, including our children, are almost certainly doomed to
insecurity, misery and suffering within a few decades, if not a few
years, is much harder to acquire. To emotionally accept impending
disaster, to attain the gut-level understanding that the power elite
will not respond rationally to the devastation of the ecosystem, is as
difficult to accept as our own mortality. The most daunting existential
struggle of our time is to ingest this awful truth—intellectually and
emotionally—and continue to resist the forces that are destroying us.
...But the game is up. The technical and scientific forces that created a
life of unparalleled luxury—as well as unrivaled military and economic
power—for the industrial elites are the forces that now doom us. The
mania for ceaseless economic expansion and exploitation has become a
curse, a death sentence. But even as our economic and environmental
systems unravel, after the hottest year in the contiguous 48 states
since record keeping began 107 years ago, we lack the emotional and
intellectual creativity to shut down the engine of global capitalism. We
have bound ourselves to a doomsday machine that grinds forward, as the
draft report of the National Climate Assessment and Development Advisory Committee illustrates.
...“There is a pattern in the past of civilization after civilization
wearing out its welcome from nature, overexploiting its environment,
overexpanding, overpopulating,” [Robert] Wright, [author of "A Short History of Progress"] said when I reached him by phone at his home in British Columbia,
Canada. “They tend to collapse quite soon after they reach their period
of greatest magnificence and prosperity. That pattern holds good for a
lot of societies, among them the Romans, the ancient Maya and the
Sumerians of what is now southern Iraq. There are many other examples,
including smaller-scale societies such as Easter Island. The very things
that cause societies to prosper in the short run, especially new ways
to exploit the environment such as the invention of irrigation, lead to
disaster in the long run because of unforeseen complications. This is
what I called in ‘A Short History of Progress’ the ‘progress trap.’ We
have set in motion an industrial machine of such complexity and such
dependence on expansion that we do not know how to make do with less or
move to a steady state in terms of our demands on nature. We have failed
to control human numbers. They have tripled in my lifetime. And the
problem is made much worse by the widening gap between rich and poor,
the upward concentration of wealth, which ensures there can never be
enough to go around. The number of people in dire poverty today—about 2
billion—is greater than the world’s entire population in the early
1900s. That’s not progress.”
“If we continue to refuse to deal with things in an orderly and rational
way, we will head into some sort of major catastrophe, sooner or
later,” he said. “If we are lucky it will be big enough to wake us up
worldwide but not big enough to wipe us out. That is the best we can
hope for. We must transcend our evolutionary history. We’re Ice Age
hunters with a shave and a suit. We are not good long-term thinkers. We
would much rather gorge ourselves on dead mammoths by driving a herd
over a cliff than figure out how to conserve the herd so it can feed us
and our children forever. That is the transition our civilization has to
make. And we’re not doing that.”
Along with the dread and dreariness, MoS, I learn a great deal from Hedges and others about Sublime Madness. Whatever gets us through the night...
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