“That the sea will become a killer is a given. Barring a radical reduction of emissions, we will see at least four feet of sea-level rise and possibly ten by the end of the century. A third of the world’s major cities are on the coast, not to mention its power plants, ports, navy bases, farmlands, fisheries, river deltas, marshlands, and rice-paddy empires, and even those above ten feet will flood much more easily, and much more regularly, if the water gets that high. At least 600 million people live within ten meters of sea level today.”
This article is relentlessly, blood-curdlingly, bone-chillingly terrifying. And yet, in some bizarre way, it put my small, everyday anxieties into perspective. And reminded me that a lot of these anxieties come from the endless while noise of planetary destruction – I know it’s happening; it hurts like hell; I’m scared too look or feel; the anxieties move in anyway.
So all I can do are the small things I can do. And to look into the abyss and not scream with fear. To bear witness and to keep telling the story of the destruction of our home. That is horrible but pretending it is not happening does not make it go away. To paraphrase Derrick Jensen – what I do won’t make any difference but I’m never going to stop doing it.