In recent years I’ve developed an ever growing anxiety about climate change. Like many others, I find myself grappling with the weight of how this is going to play out. It’s clear that we can’t get out of this, and it’s also clear that we don’t care.
The COVID-19 Silver Lining
When the COVID-19 pandemic enveloped the world, it was, paradoxically, a glimmer of optimism for the climate war. I was fully aware of the devastation and loss of life a pandemic might cause, but it had another side to it. As countries went into lockdown and streets emptied, there was a noticeable dip in pollution and a visible clearing of skies. With the majority of the workforce relegated to their homes, the daily commute was put on pause. I saw this as a potential turning point, a lesson that global corporations learn about the feasibility of remote work and its positive effects on the environment. Businesses could maintain, and in some cases, enhance productivity with employees working from home, while simultaneously contributing to significant carbon savings.
The Shadow of War
However, just as this optimistic narrative was playing out, another crisis hit — the war in Ukraine. The conflict, with its roots in territorial disputes and power plays, was and is a regression to bygone eras of conquest and strife, overshadowing the existential threat of climate change. It was a stark reminder of how lowly geopolitical interests and land-grabs could take all the attention from the extremely pressing collective action required to address global warming.
Missed Deadlines and Unrealistic Targets
Adding to this anxiety is the spectacle of international conferences on climate, where nations gather to set ambitious targets and deadlines. The consistent failure to meet these commitments is disheartening. The targets, often unrealistic, seem more like a nod to what is needed rather than a blueprint for genuine action.
The Descent into Neutrality
My inner alarm about climate change has, over time, morphed into a sort of resignation. Witnessing the world’s ignorance to the clear and present danger of climate change, nudged me toward a stance of neutrality. I do have a sense of personal guilt. I’m conscious of the plastic I throw away, the unnecessary travels, gadget acquisitions – with all those batteries – all weigh on my conscience. I am acutely aware of my carbon footprint, yet can’t put myself into it, due to a perception that my individual efforts are just drops in an ocean. What impact could my solitary actions truly have?
Why This Blog?
I’ve decided to start this blog as a means of self-reflection and subject matter exploration. I want to register my thoughts, understand related research and try to make some sense out of all this.