write this with a heavy heart. In fact I am struggling to find words
words that come to mind are ‘stab in the back’ (with a twist of
the knife) and mendacity.
as a true dissident has given great service to reveal the unpalatable
truth and has had to sacrifice everything – his profession, his
income, his loving relationship of many years – to reveal the truth
as he sees it after much research.
people don’t care and will, at best shrug their shoulders and
change the subject to something more palatable.
few individuals are quite capable of casually destroying someone’s
reputation and life with the same ease as fingers are able to move on
a keyboard and think no more about it.
I was to qualify this age – apart from the climate disruption,
destruction and move towards self-destruction – I would have to say
it is the Era of the Lie – big lies, little lies, nay sort of lies
– and the people who are closest to the truth are destroyed.
would love to be able to say that Prof. Guy McPherson is wrong but
unfortunately I have to say very little that he has said in the five
years has proved to be wrong. In fact with every article, every new
report, sadly proves him right.
is bad enough to have to confront the truth of the decline and demise
of this civilisation,indeed species but to confront the very worst
aspects of human nature, even from people one thinks one can trust –
is almost unbearable
Art of Betrayal
do not become a “dissident” just because you decide one day to
take up this most unusual career. You are thrown into it by your
personal sense of responsibility, combined with a complex set of
external circumstances. You are cast out of the existing structures
and placed in a position of conflict with them. It begins as an
attempt to do your work well, and ends with being branded an enemy of
society. … The dissident does not operate in the realm of genuine
power at all. He is not seeking power. He has no desire for office
and does not gather votes. He does not attempt to charm the public.
He offers nothing and promises nothing. He can offer, if anything,
only his own skin — and he offers it solely because he has no other
way of affirming the truth he stands for. His actions simply
articulate his dignity as a citizen, regardless of the cost.
world, along with that of my partner Pauline, has been upturned
recently by the cruelest of betrayals, lies, and defamation. It
wasn’t supposed to be this way, at least not in my idealistic
to Belize more than 15 months ago was no picnic. We tearfully left
behind homes and loved ones to pursue a simpler life, and to pursue
love: love for each other and for the living planet.
had planned to phase out my radio show, my online presence, and I had
even intended to limit my touring. I figured if folks hadn’t
understood what I’ve been trying to teach them for the past several
years, what difference will any more effort make? If they can’t see
the crisis when the world is on fire, when there are 15 named
hurricanes in the Atlantic (so far), when the Arctic ice nearly hit a
blue-ocean event, what more can one person do to change minds? So I
was entering retirement, and looking forward to it. I even
deactivated my Facebook account so I could be more present in the
local world around me.
was feeling relatively contented for the first time in years. After
all, I live in a beautiful place with beautiful people. My new
community here in Belize is vibrant and sweet and I want to further
my involvement in making it a great community. In addition, we have
friends and guests visiting nearly every week so we are always busy
giving tours of the property and having great conversations over
then Pauline and I returned from a trip to her native country of
Greece. A bombshell greeted us.
had not planned on a cruel and devious distraction and I certainly
did not expect it from people I had considered my trusted friends,
people with whom I’d lived. Surely not from people who know me and
yet choose to blatantly lie about me.
have been stabbed in the back before as a result of my message. It’s
not a feeling unfamiliar to me. Betrayal in 2014 contributed to the
demise of a personal relationship more than 30 years long. One never
gets used to betrayal, however. The taste of anger and sadness are
hard to remove, as with skunk musk. The pain of betrayal lasts a long
time. This is likely why betrayal from a close friend is
unforgivable, especially a friend to whom I had given so much. Years
of experiences, laughter, learning, tears, literature, friendship,
and trust were tossed into the shredder by the betrayer as if they
meant nothing. Apparently they don’t.
evening you go to bed and your friend is your confidant. The next
morning his hands are soaked in your blood. No reason is given.
I face a personal predicament, my personal situation is similar to
the climate predicament: damned if I do, damned if I don’t. In both
situations, solid evidence has fallen on deaf ears.
are brilliant people working on both predicaments as we speak, though
it is highly likely the climate predicament will be the first to hit
the wall. In that case, we will not have to worry anymore about my
personal predicament, nor anyone else’s.
and I have a
few brilliant people focused on the personal predicament,
so that she and I can continue to do what we love without the
distraction of the cruel lies which give birth to increasingly
remarkable, evidence-free stories. The human imagination is
incredible when put to work on evil tasks. I always hear how our
cleverness will save us. Look how clever we are, I am told: “Consider
the Manhattan Project!”
indeed. Just see what that project of pure evil created.
indeed. We are a wickedly clever species. There can be no remaining
will always be cruel, wicked people whose sole purpose is to hurt and
divide people who are trying to live simply. And I will continue to
promote excellence, beauty, compassion, and love at the edge of
extinction. I will continue to support the efforts of those I love,
and I will continue to work with and love the people in our tribe. We
will laugh with them and actively create with them a better future
for their children, however short that future may be.