Buried as the second story on Outside Magazine’s online daily report was an article that once again emphasized that Science says we have about five years before we pass the carbon emissions point of no return. And, you know, we know this. It’s irrefutable at this point. We are slowly digging our own graves. If this were a disaster movie, we’d be at the end of act one and starting act two. All the key players have been introduced (Bill McKibben, various heads of state, the Koch Brothers, a huge body of research that is globally agreed-upon by the scientific community, etc.) and now we’re moving into the rubber meeting the road. Glaciers receding. Oceans acidifying. Park rangers answering more and more questions about climate change in the parks.
This gave me pause. This is actually the most serious thing we’re facing. ISIS and Ebola and a new royal baby will not actually end humanity. Climate change very well might.
I know that change must be swift and on a huge scale. Like, export tariffs on coal that are so high that it’s not profitable to ship it to China. Like, an effort on the scale of the Manhattan Project, dedicated to clean, renewable energy. (Sorry, “clean” coal doesn’t count.) Like, an overhaul of agricultural practices.
I am also accountable for personal change. So are you, by the way. I’ve been putting it off. “When I have a full-time, permanent job I’ll buy a more efficient car. Maybe a hybrid! When I have my own place, I’ll get energy star appliances and build a worm bin. If I live somewhere perfectly flat with services really nearby, I’ll ride my bike more.”
NO MORE! It is time for change. And for me, that means it is time to talk on the internet about how I will change. I won’t be accountable if it’s only to myself. I’ll be accountable to you. This blog is about growing and seeking new adventures throughout my 30s. What’s more adventurous than the survival of humanity?
So to start with: I drove down to my favorite little bakery this morning. Riding my bike takes too long. Not enough time left to sleep in AND linger over my coffee. Those are bullshit excuses. I promise to always ride my bike, walk, carpool, or take the bus into town henceforth. No more solo driving for groceries, movies, a cup of coffee. My Grandma J always told me to only make a promise I know I can keep. The worst thing was breaking a promise.
I promise to always ride my bike, walk, carpool, or take the bus into town henceforth.