Guy
deals with the prostletizing vegans. About time.
Predicaments
Lack Solutions
Guy
McPherson
18
April, 2017
One
of the penalties of an ecological education is that one lives alone
in a world of wounds. Much of the damage inflicted on land is quite
invisible to laymen. An ecologist must either harden his shell and
make believe that the consequences of science are none of his
business, or he must be the doctor who sees the marks of death in a
community that believes itself well and does not want to be told
otherwise.
~
Aldo Leopold
As
“the doctor who sees the marks of death in a community that
believes itself well and does not want to be told otherwise,” I’m
fed up with ridiculous “solutions.” Climate change is a
predicament, not a problem. If there were a solution, I believe the
people pulling the levers of industry would know about it. I don’t
believe they enjoy the prospect of human extinction.
Civilization
is responsible for life-destroying, abrupt climate change. Turning
off civilization kills us all faster. If this seems like a Catch-22,
you’ve got it figured out.
I’m
not suggesting that correctly identifying the predicament leads to a
solution. It doesn’t. Predicaments don’t have solutions.
As
I’ve pointed
out previously in this space,
the exceedingly unlikely chance of there being a human on Earth in
nine years will have that person being hungry, thirsty, lonely, and
bathing in ionizing radiation. Every day will be more tenuous than
the day before, as is already the case for most organisms on this
planet. Habitat for human animals might return in a few million
years, although this outcome seems very unlikely. Humans will not.
I
promote and practice a gift economy and, with very few exceptions,
it’s a one-way street. To employ the language of Daniel Quinn,
takers outnumber leavers.
I no longer expect better from humans, even those I know well. Civilization will kill us all, and it has already destroyed the ethical character of most people I’ve known. As a result, people generally believe what they want to believe, evidence notwithstanding.
I no longer expect better from humans, even those I know well. Civilization will kill us all, and it has already destroyed the ethical character of most people I’ve known. As a result, people generally believe what they want to believe, evidence notwithstanding.
Principled
actions are the bane of civilization. No bad deed goes unrewarded.
We
are all products of our genetics and our personal history. These
attributes dictate who we are, but they need not limit us. I
appreciate, although I can never fully understand, that some people
have experienced abuse or other horrors. But those horrors need not
come up in every conversation to explain contemporary shortcomings.
Many adults abused as children share with graduates of the University
of California at Berkeley the need to share the experience with
everybody they meet, typically within the first 10 minutes. I
understand and appreciate our near-absence
of free will.
And I understand, better than most people, the shackles of
imperialism.
There
are still things I don’t understand. And apparently there remain a
few people I’ve yet to offend. Ergo, this essay, which includes a
few examples from among many.
Politics
remains my favorite brand of lunacy. The supporter of any politician
remains my favorite brand of lunatic. Reliance on politics to solve
an insoluble predicament created by the omnicidal heat engine of
civilization is bizarre. Politicians transfer money, typically from
people who have little money to people who have a lot of it, while
blaming others. Believing your favorite politician will address any
of your concerns is naively cute. As I’ve pointed out previously,
the system is not broken, it is fixed. And it’s not fixed for you
or me.
The
prostletizing vegan remains high on my list of misguided “fix-it”
solutionistas. Living in the world of should, rather than reality,
religious acolytes of veganism first try to convince me a planetary
change in human diets will prevent runaway climate change. They say
it’ll save us. When I point out it’s too late for that, they
change course. Now, they say, veganism will saveme.
I’m fine, thanks. Please keep your salvation to yourself.
Veganism,
sometimes called “a way of being” by true believers, is no
solution at any level. Claiming compassion via dietary preference —
although many vegans go beyond the realm of dietary preference and
into the realm of religion — is
delusional when the diet is vegan.
And delusion is exactly what I’ve come to expect from a
dumbed-down, willfully ignorant populace. Particularly galling is the
inability to understand the extreme environmental cost of veganism.
There
is no free lunch. Moving down the food web shifts the
impact rather than reducing it. Eating a diet rich in soy, grains,
fruits, and nuts increases and exacerbates agricultural
intensification. The example of genetically modified soy destroying
essentially every terrestrial form of life on Earth is not
sufficiently convincing to the typical prostletizing vegan.
California’s Central Valley milked dry for almonds is not
sufficiently convincing to the typical prostletizing vegan. Among the
other costs obvious to ecologists and ignored by prostletizing
vegans: organisms that depend upon the rapidly vanishing grasslands
and savannas of the world. Apparently no evidence is sufficiently
convincing to true believers of Veganism.
The
typical prostletizing vegan will claim she doesn’t eat many grains,
the large-scale production and distribution of which are fundamental
to propping up civilization. Such a self-absorbed response makes
approximately as much sense as the notion that my walking away from
imperialism will terminate imperialism. I did. It didn’t. The
prostletizing vegan could learn from my failure. But I doubt she
will. And the defenseless
plants know they are being eaten.
Veganism
is the flip side of eating flesh for every meal. At least the
meat-eaters know what they are killing: It’s on the plate. Vegans
who deny their murderous diets are still responsible for the damage:
Ignorance of the crime being committed is no defense. Using dietary
preference to maintain the omnicidal heat engine of civilization is
disingenuous at best. Don’t even get me started on the polluted
ocean resulting from a vegan diet.
Holistic
Resource Management offered by snake-oil salesman Allan Savory is yet
another faux solution lapped up by the ignorant masses. I’ve been
pointing out Savory’s silliness since my days as a researcher in
graduate school.
I filed an overview in this space more thanfour
years ago.
I’m
fed up with magical thinking, too. They — whomever they are
— are not
trying to kill us with “chemtrails”.
If they are trying to kill us with chemtrails — and they are not —
then they are failing badly. We add more than 200,000 people to the
planet every day, births minus deaths. If they are trying to
positively influence the weather with chemtrails — and they are not
— then they are failing badly.
Killing
us is easy: War has worked nicely at every point in history.
Civilized humans fall for that trick every time. We’re easy to goad
into hating an “other.” Any “other” will do, for most of us,
most of the time. No “chemtrails” needed.
Enough
with the books, too. I don’t doubt your book has all the answers,
but I don’t have time to review it before it’s published. I don’t
have time to read it after it’s published, either. I simply don’t
have time. I’m with author and teacher Jack Kornfield on this one,
with a line frequently, incorrectly attributed to the Buddha: “The
trouble is, you think there’s time.”
All
of the above applies to your film, too. And your workshop. And your
philosophy. And your favorite brand of meditation. And your hemp.
And, for that matter, every conceivable combination of every
imaginable “solution.l”
I’ve
actually pondered my place in the universe. I don’t doubt your
sincerity, but I sincerely doubt you can put much of a dent in my
world view. You’re a few decades too late for that.
I
really don’t mind your dietary choices, your politics, or your
perspective on any topic. I just don’t want your perspective pushed
into my world. Jehovah’s Witnesses are welcome in my
world. Prostletizing Jehovah’s
Witnesses are not welcome. Ditto for anybody else prostletizing about
anything else.
I’m
open to new information, as long as it’s grounded in reality. If
your “solution” violates the Laws of Thermodynamics, please make
sure it is approved by U.S. Patent Office before you send it my way.
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