They're Dying to Disproove Global Warming.

Let me precede this blog by saying it actually has much less to do with "global warming" per se as it does "the globe.

I've been meaning to write on this matter for a few days now, but I lacked the proper motivation for some reason. Alas, the subject as resurfaced and thus given me the spark I was looking for. The Los Angeles Times Article is here.

I'm not even going to bother arguing my view on Global Warming because it would be a waste for me, and this blog, in so many different ways. Instead I'm just going to spew forth my thoughts on the nature of this debate's existence.

What it all boils down to is money. Now that's a notion I never get tired of hearing, but it's true. In a reality where enough "world" still remains to provide a habitable existence, the only reason this "debate" still exists is because of the economic repercussions of a decision that's made in either direction. It's hard to say all of what I mean in the few sentences I've managed so far, so let me elaborate.

Those folks who try to pretend nothing is happening, or that we have no impact on our environment really reflect something deeper than a stubbornness for ignoring long-term scientific evidence; it also really shows is an inability to find ways of making money that don't involve processing raw natural resources, whether we're referring to the Amazon Rain Forest's trees, any amount of undeveloped land, crude oil deep within our Momma's surface, or even the animal's we "share" the Earth with. It's a terribly bad habit, really. One, I reckon, that will eventually sign Humanity's death warrant if greed/laziness continues to thrive unchecked.

Now, I said laziness because we already possess all the technology required to live a more harmonious existence with our planet, yet there are fat cats out there who still want their stake in a pie, and so will pillage every last resource as long as it will make them the buck. Because they can. Maybe more importantly because they are too lazy to find a better way to make money. Who cares about passing on a ravaged planet to younger generations?

Maybe the flaw here is that we never think about anything further down the line than the immediately tangible generations (selves, kids, and grand kids), and what's more important to the "tangible" generations than money?

I sympathize with all the people who depend on such industries for employment, recalling an anecdote about a Logger who said something to the extent of, "I know cutting down trees is bad, but I have a family to feed." But herein lies another possible problem: people are having because they know in the back of their minds that there will always be a tree to cut down to support said family member's mouths; and as long as a population keeps growing, there'll always be more need to expand because expansion is just another form of economic growth. You see the shame isn't that we're having kids, or even cutting down trees; the shame is partially in the fact that we do both of these things unchecked, and unmindful of the consequences, and partially in the fact the doing either, encourages the other. It all reminds me of the ol' snake with its tail in its mouth.

To avoid from sounding like a selfish, unsympathetic hypocrite, let it be known that these points, and my commitment to the ideal that is their solution has led me to very seriously look at whether or not I would ever have a kid of my own. The options on my table are adopting, or only one kid (since it would still contribute to a population decrease); at the moment my favor lies with adoption. Obviously though, at 23 and barely working, that's just an abstract pondering. Anyway...

OKay, it's time to wind this article back to its point. We live in a crazy world when an entire political party thrives on any shred of evidence that capitalizes on the short sightedness of their constituents in order to enact short-term economic practices that will invariably hurt even themselves in the end. Although I guess my fault is in expecting too much from a party that is aware of its uglier necessities.

Many Nights DTC.

Addison.

P.S. One more Link on the issue.