OK, I've been depressed recently. The failure of Durban and a quite scary article I read in Grist the other week about the Brutal Logic of Climate Change has silenced me...or at least made me want to write recipes.
I was talking with Charlie the other night, who gave me an appropriate reproach for the tuna recipe! He jokingly suggested I come up with what I'll call an extinction tasting menu: Chilean sea bass, swordfish, and tuna. I might take him up on that...
But seriously, you read the Brutal Logic of Climate Change and not come away depressed. I think it's in times like this that we need to build even stronger personal and community relations. It's in times like this that we really need to sit down and roll up our sleeves. It's in times like this that we really do need to have a dinner party.
I don't say this trivially. We all must talk about this brutal logic. Our society has done nothing to stop the rise of greenhouse gasses in the atmosphere and there is essentially no foreseeable way to keep the increased global temperature to 2°C. My, what a slight warmer world you think, but don't forget, the last ice age was *only* 2-3°C cooler! And, we're going to be much hotter than 2°C. Where? We're not sure. But uncontrollable physical processes are more likely to take off when we exceed say 4-6C.
In this holiday season, talk about all those things you're not supposed to...talk about the societal changes we're going to have to make so that we can all prosper and live rewarding lives. Share your fears (I have a bucket full of them) and share your hopes (which, David Orr reminds us is a verb that means to roll up your sleeves and get to work!).