“I’m tired of this back-slappin’ “isn’t humanity neat” bullshit. We’re a virus with shoes.” ― Bill Hicks
We all know the world is set on a path of destruction. Sadly, not of its own accord, or the usual planetary forces but entirely at our hands.
I mean, it’s not as if we’ve another planet lined up or a way to negate the after effects of our consumptive ways.
This. Is. It.
You’d think (surely) we’d do an immediate volte-face, trim our sails and start healing the planet. But we don’t. Growth: it’s like crack cocaine.
And, yes, I’m in the mix too, given that I still drive a car, burn fossil fuels to heat my house and don’t recycle 100% of my waste. Could I do more? You bet. Will I? Yes, but only if I’m able with the available technology and lines of distribution. That’s not a cop out but whilst I live where I live, I’m not able to go off grid — like many people — and all I can do is bring to book my old ways in the hope that by slowing things, it will buy a bit more time.
(I do, from time to time, think dark thoughts about the need for me and the whole human race to be here, but they quickly pass as I realise that even if I wasn’t here it wouldn’t make any difference to the runaway climate catastrophe and continued loss of biodiversity.)
If I’m honest, though, even if I was to adopt a net neutral position, think of all the companies who aren’t prepared to change their ways. There are a few prepared to reengineer their formula for continued success but not nearly enough.
In the end, it’s easy to talk yourself into a deep, dark funk but then again, the more we continue to talk about the issue in our homes, offices and community the more likely it is — however remote — that we might wake up to what’s really going on.