It's summer in Montreal. The ducks are taking a dip in the pond, the plants are in full bloom -- but for Aandrianna Jacob, it's no walk in the park. Like many others, she's worried about climate change.
Exactly … relatively speaking, the world looks good here in Canada or even the US … but you’d be shocked to see what the world looks like in Southeast Asia, African cities, South American cities, most of eastern Europe and the Middle East.
We literally have blinders on … we’re only looking at the bit of pollution we have here in Canada while never seeing the ocean of liquids and mountains of crap that’s accumulating everywhere else in the world.
We are in a climate catastrophe … we’re inside a burning house except we’re sitting in a room that hasn’t been affected by the smoke and fire yet, so we just sit back and turn the TV on and thank our lucky stars that we can’t see that our house is on fire.
We can totally see it from here. Ridiculously hot summers, gigantic wildfires, house insurance companies pulling out of entire states, and the knowledge that this is only the beginning.
This world is doomed. We never had a chance. With cargo ships burning bunker fuel, everything made overseas, and everybody too broke to buy local products even if they did exist, there’s nothing the little people can hope to do to prevent the end of the world.
Only the rich can turn this around, and their brilliant plan is to build themselves opulent underground shelters where they’ll hang out while the rest of humanity dies, then emerge to rule unchallenged over the ashes. They fully intend to see the human race go virtually extinct.
There isn’t even any point in changing my lifestyle. Nothing I do will so much as delay the end of the world, let alone prevent it. I may as well live it up, hope I check out before it gets really ugly, and pray that there’s no mandatory reincarnation.
Exactly … relatively speaking, the world looks good here in Canada or even the US … but you’d be shocked to see what the world looks like in Southeast Asia, African cities, South American cities, most of eastern Europe and the Middle East.
We literally have blinders on … we’re only looking at the bit of pollution we have here in Canada while never seeing the ocean of liquids and mountains of crap that’s accumulating everywhere else in the world.
We are in a climate catastrophe … we’re inside a burning house except we’re sitting in a room that hasn’t been affected by the smoke and fire yet, so we just sit back and turn the TV on and thank our lucky stars that we can’t see that our house is on fire.
We can totally see it from here. Ridiculously hot summers, gigantic wildfires, house insurance companies pulling out of entire states, and the knowledge that this is only the beginning.
This world is doomed. We never had a chance. With cargo ships burning bunker fuel, everything made overseas, and everybody too broke to buy local products even if they did exist, there’s nothing the little people can hope to do to prevent the end of the world.
Only the rich can turn this around, and their brilliant plan is to build themselves opulent underground shelters where they’ll hang out while the rest of humanity dies, then emerge to rule unchallenged over the ashes. They fully intend to see the human race go virtually extinct.
There isn’t even any point in changing my lifestyle. Nothing I do will so much as delay the end of the world, let alone prevent it. I may as well live it up, hope I check out before it gets really ugly, and pray that there’s no mandatory reincarnation.