Viridian Note 00440: Ian McEwan
http://books.guardian.co.uk/authors/author/0,5917,-108,00.html William Gibson look-alike Ian McEwan.
http://www.opendemocracy.net/debates/article-8-40-2452.jsp Some other novelist also hanging out at Open Democracy and meddling with matters of global import. Source:
http://www.opendemocracy.net/debates/article-6-129-2439.jsp# "Let's talk about climate change" (((Let's!)))
21 - 4 - 2005
"To address climate change and the political challenges it raises, we must harness imagination to understanding, good science to enlightened globalisation, says Ian McEwan. "The commonplace view of the earth from an airplane at 35,000 feet – a vista that would have astounded Dickens or Darwin – can be instructive when we contemplate the fate of our earth. We see faintly, or imagine we can, the spherical curve of the horizon and, by extrapolation, sense how far we would have to travel to circumnavigate, and how tiny we are in relation to this home suspended in sterile space. (((For a novelist to cite Darwin in his first paragraph a sign of distinct A-OKness.)))
"When we cross the Canadian northern territories en route to the American west coast, or the Norwegian littoral, or the interior of Brazil, we are heartened to see that such vast empty spaces still exist – two hours might pass, and not a single road or track in view. "But also large and growing larger is the great rim of grime – as though detached from an unwashed bathtub – that hangs in the air as we head across the Alps into northern Italy, or the Thames basin, or Mexico City, Los Angeles, Beijing – the list is long and growing. These giant concrete stains laced with steel, those catheters of ceaseless traffic filing towards the horizon – the natural world can only shrink before them. ((("Rim o' grime," man! I want the T-shirt!)))
"The sheer pressure of our numbers, the abundance of our inventions, the blind forces of our desires and needs, appear unstoppable and are generating a heat – the hot breath of our civilisation – whose effects we comprehend only hazily. The misanthropic traveller, gazing down from his wondrous, and wondrously dirty machine, is bound to ask whether the earth might not be better off without us.
"How can we ever begin to restrain ourselves? We appear, at this distance, like a successful lichen, a ravaging bloom of algae, a mould enveloping a fruit. Can we agree among ourselves? We are a clever but quarrelsome species – in our public discourses we can sound like a rookery in full throat. In our cleverness we are just beginning to understand that the earth – considered as a total system of organisms, environments, climates and solar radiation, each reciprocally shaping the other through hundreds of millions of years – is perhaps as complex as the human brain; as yet we understand only a little of that brain, or of the home in which it evolved.
"Despite that near ignorance, or perhaps because of it, reports from a range of scientific disciplines are telling us with certainty that we are making a mess of the earth, we are fouling our nest and we have to act decisively and against our immediate inclinations. (((Hear hear! Hubbub on back benches, etc))) For we tend to be superstitious, hierarchical and self-interested, (((This prose rocks, doesn't it? Man, the British invented the English language!))) just when the moment requires us to be rational, even-handed and altruistic.
"We are shaped by our history and biology to frame our plans within the short term, within the scale of a single lifetime; and in democracies, governments and electorates collude in an even tighter cycle of promise and gratification. Now we are asked to address the wellbeing of unborn individuals we will never meet and who, contrary to the usual terms of human interaction, will not be returning the favour.
"To concentrate our minds, we have historical
examples of civilisations that have collapsed
through environmental degradation – the Sumerian, the Indus Valley, Easter Island. They extravagantly
feasted on vital natural resources and died.
(((You bet they died! Probably because, unlike
McEwan, they failed to read Jared Diamond's
COLLAPSE, a text so inspirational that
David Brin reaches a personal height of lucidity))):
"Secondly, globalisation has not only unified economies, it has focussed global opinion to put pressure on governments to take action. "But above all, we have our rationality, which finds it highest expression and formalisation in good science. (((Check that out, man! A true-blue litterateur praising science! Mars must be in Aquarius, or something.))) The adjective is important. We need accurate representations of the state of the earth. The environmental movement has been let down by dire predictions, 'scientifically' based, which over the past two or three decades have proved spectacularly wrong. Of itself, this does not invalidate dire scientific predictions now, but it makes the case for scepticism – one of the engines of good science. We need not only reliable data, but their expression in the rigorous use of statistics. (((Mathematicians rejoice.)))
"Well-meaning intellectual movements, from communism to post-structuralism, have a poor history of absorbing inconvenient data or challenges to fundamental precepts. We should not ignore or suppress good indicators on the environment – and there are quite a few – simply because they do not make the advocate's case. It is tempting to embrace with enthusiasm the latest bleak scenario because it fits our mood. (((Especially if we are Ian McEwan.))) But we should be asking, or expecting others to ask, for the provenance of the data, the assumptions fed into the computer model, the response of the peer review community, and so on. (((Amen! Preach it, brother!)))Link:
"Pessimism is intellectually delicious, even thrilling, but the matter before us is too serious for mere self-pleasuring. (((You don't know what it costing McEwan to say this. It's as if Donald Rumsfeld confessed that he likes to dress up as a goth.))) It would be self-defeating, if the environmental movement degenerated into a religion of gloomy faith. (Faith, ungrounded certainty, is no virtue). It was good science, not good intentions, that identified the ozone problem, and it led, fairly promptly, to good policy.
"The wide view from the airplane suggests that whatever our environmental problems are, they will have to be dealt with by international laws. No single nation is going to restrain its industries while its neighbours' are unfettered. (((Well, we never had an international law that required us to surround the planet with a rim of grime. It just plain happened.))) Here too, an enlightened globalisation might be of use. And good international law might need to use not our virtues, but our weaknesses (greed, self-interest) to lever a cleaner environment; in this respect, the newly devised market in carbon trading was a crafty first move. (((Everybody's a climate wonk. And why not? It's the biggest story in the world.)))Link:
"The climate change debate is hedged by uncertainties. Can we avoid what is coming at us, or is there nothing much coming at all? Are we at the beginning of an unprecedented era of international cooperation, or are we living in an Edwardian summer of reckless denial? Is this the beginning, or the end? We need to talk. (((Dickens: "It was the best of times, it was the worst of times...)))Link:
"This article appears as part of openDemocracy's online debate on the politics of climate change. The debate was developed in partnership with the British Council as part of their ZeroCarbonCity initiative – a two year global campaign to raise awareness and stimulate debate around the challenges of climate change."Link:
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