I'm really feeling Hiccup's "there were dragons when I was a boy" speech from the httyd books as someone who's been coming into adulthood in recent years. So much has physically, literally changed in the world since I was a kid. What tales of childhood might I tell when (if) I make it to 80?
"there were blue skies when I was a girl."
"there was enough food when I was a girl, even though it wasn't distributed."
"there were more types of bees than we could have ever hoped to know when I was a girl."
"there was coral when I was a girl."
"there was still time to reverse our trajectory when I was a girl. We could have still made different choices."
I don't want it to be any of these. But I'm scared. I'm so scared. I'm scared of looking back over my lifetime and seeing decades of loss; organisms and concepts that will only exist for the future generations in stories. Animals that could fade into legend and experiences so foreign and far removed as to be fantastical. Will our children or children's children wonder how we could ever take something so incredible as the american beech as anything other than wondrous? How will they mourn the slow drowning of their ancestral homelands? Will the devastation of unnatural disasters-- the fires and hurricanes and heat waves and droughts and floods just be weather to them? Will a time where those events were exceptional be more strange to them? Will they resent us, all of us, for not doing everything we could to ensure that they didn't inherit a maimed planet? How much magic and beauty and life and wonder will only be seen in retrospect?
If I have kids, I don't want this for them. I don't want frogs to occupy the same space as dinosaurs. And I'm trying. I'm fighting for a world where they won't. But I'm so scared and sometimes - most of the time - I have no idea what to do. And there's so much that's still worth fighting for. There's so much that we can save. And yet the fear that we won't, that we've already missed the boat, eats me alive.
















