The world has a fever
Morning. I’m horrified by my carbon footprint as I jet around the far north talking to Arctic people, well aware that my well-intentioned trips are only adding to the problem of climate change. Theirs is a “green” existence. Mine is not.
Arctic travel is never direct. For example: to get to this biggest inland in the world in the winter I have to fly from Massachusetts to Copenhagen, then halfway back across the Atlantic to Greenland’s west coast.
Dinner with Rune Fjellheim, from the Arctic Council’s Indigenous Peoples Secretariat, and Evelyn Hurwich, director of the Circumpolar Conservation Union in Washington D.C.
Every conversation is about the climate change crisis. Our lives on this planet are at stake. But too few seem to be noticing. A world lost in a global market economy pivots on reaction and crisis management, but this crisis is about the loss of our lives. Serious corrective action should have been taken seven years ago; a major offensive launched. Still, emissions have not been cut. The consequences of inaction are dire: huge methane emissions form melting permafrost; ecosystem collapse; massive extinctions of mega-fauna and birds; rising diseases; water shortages; violent storms; crop failures; climate refugees seeking new homes.
Rune admonishes finger-pointing countries such as the
My friend Sheila Watt-Clouthier, an Inuk from northern
“The world has a fever,” James Lovelock says. Global warming is not a natural fluctuation. The Arctic ecosystem is in collapse because of the arrogance, greed, and carelessness of those who rule the tailpipe-smokestack world in the lower latitudes. As a consequence, the “green,” subsistence lives of Arctic hunters is no longer possible. “If this was before the time of stores and food that comes from other places, we would already be starving to death,” an elder tells me.
The warming of the earth is a death sentence for ice-adapted boreal peoples and for the fabled polar bear, the walrus, the ringed seal, Arctic hare, Arctic fox, and millions of birds that nest and fledge on
He there Gretel, Love the picture of you covered in ice and we think we are having weather here in NYC. What an amazing and frightening and important story you are telling. The pictures and words and stories help me to imagine the culture, animals
and plants that are vanishing before our own eyes. You always amaze me, but this is beyond. Cannot think of anything much more different than the world outside my window here and yours there.
Hope you are feeling good. I am writing new poems… love and
be careful, Coo