I always love reading up on environmental news stories. Above the roar of political catastrophes, the everlasting threat of terrorism and every idiotic tweet of Trump’s that has wormed it’s way into headlines, science and climate change is always one part that speaks to me above the rest.
Mainly because every day I’m hoping for some good news.
News that humanity has changed it’s ways, the oceans are cooling, we’ve given up on coal and endangered species are now abundant. And every day I’m left feeling bereft and foolish that I thought it was going to be any different.
I can’t be the only one feeling my heart beat faster and my palms clam up when I read “our planet is fucked, and it’s our fault we didn’t do something about it when we had the chance”, can I? Where do we begin to fix this pickle we’re in, and should we even try?
Absolutely we should, because there is no alternative. Our ancestors who have lived through plagues, wars, sparked the first fires and learnt to walk on two legs have not brought us up to this point in time, just for us to snuff ourselves out because we simply could not be bothered to try.
I’m going to try out simple little changes to make this world a little better, step-by-step, and be completely honest about the whole experience. I don’t want to be preachy, and I’m sorry if it comes off that way, I just want to stop being that person who worries about the environment, but never does a thing about it.
“The best time to plant a tree is twenty years ago, the second best time is now” – my new attitude to everything, and I hope yours too.