While our weather beaten planet may continue to swirl, ever more are sensing that a catastrophe is on the cards. Cultures, diets, values, pleasures, politics, etc, could face an upheaval, if the latest climate projections are only half right. Yesterday's 100 words described the re-emergence of fear in public life and HPD's Front Desk unveiled a project to radically manipulate the globe's atmosphere with ash sodden geo-engineering, no doubt to the benefit of those footing the bill. Clue: Not the Third World.
A sober website is doing the rounds, listing "100 items to disappear first", starting with generators, water purifiers, portable toilets, 'seasoned firewood', thermal underwear & garbage bags . The futurist paperback of the moment is Cormac McCarthy's, The Road, an eco tear jerker of tremendous power, which some of my friends are too scared to read, although it is a plausible and, yes! - empowering scenario. Meanwhile, politicians look to corporates for solutions, which is like begging Satan to design the Garden of Eden.
The future may not be easy or pretty. It cannot be outsourced. It can only be insourced. It will need poets & gardeners & scientists with soul. It will need camaraderie. It is too late to whistle in the dark.