Is our world too polluted?
It’s so easy to take things for granted. I never think about where my things come from or go. Looks like that makes me normal.
Walking along the beach in the ‘Beaches’ area, I observed the Beaches Arts Festival. (Very creative!) Bizarre metaphors were on display, from tiny gardens to huge tipis. Most were sheltered, built around lifeguard chairs, since the awareness art brings obviously replaces safety. Unsurprisingly, I saw a big fish sticking out of the sand near the end of the boardwalk.
There was some fallen glory to the way its tail stuck out with a silvery gleam, but also pity because we were too late: it had gone too far, and could not come back. This specimen actually drew attention to itself. Approaching, suspecting it was not only unfortunate death, but also human - I saw it was plastic.
There are many artists in the world who have said that we have failed to cut back. There is a lot of not caring; people pay lip service, but most do not even take that thought with them when they put their recyclable water bottle in the garbage, because it’s closer or easier to reach and sort.
The future is now more unstable than it ever has been in the world. While some will ferently argue that people historically have just lacked the ability to communicate all the distresses, and that’s why we live in such a high pace, high risk world, we do in fact have a harder life because of that communication--and the apathy that often stems from it. I will not lie -- I play the victim card too. My question is: will we as a generation figure out what and how to stop climate change? Or are we just going to grow up as the next excuse-makers down this tempting and easy spiral into doom, pushing the responsibility of taking the harder path back up the the next in line, our children. I don’t know the answers. It does help to care if you want to find them though, and feel some of that burden come off, so let’s try giving a damn.