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  •  The environmental concerns are the toughest: (4+ / 0-)

    For me anyway.

    But, in the spirit of this diary, I should also remember that there was probably a time when the people in the mid-west, northeast and Ontario CA thought that acid rain was here to stay and that rivers would simply occassionally catch fire.  We don't hear about acid rain anymore - know why?  Because the Clean Air Act actually worked.

    I have to keep remembering how much worse the smog used to be in So. Cal. when I am in total despair about global warming.  The really depressing part is the fact that any changes made to discharge will take 10-30 years to have any impact at all.

    I also worry deeply about the direction taken by all EARNED BENEFITS be it SS, or Disability, EBT, Medicaid, Child care. . . but that is another story.

    Blessed are the peacemakers, the poor, the meek and the sick. Message to Repug Fundies: "DO you really wonder "what would Jesus do?" I didn't think so.

    by 4CasandChlo on Thu Feb 07, 2013 at 01:10:29 AM PST

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    •  That memory of acid rain and of no longer (2+ / 0-)

      being able to drink from the streams near our cabin will never leave me.  I was in my early teens when dad explained water tables and pollution and what humans, even good humans, were doing to the earth.  

      Our casual acceptance of killing insects large scale for agriculture, the fact that we were reassured by "Better Living Through Chemistry", that there's an island of plastic floating on the ocean.  

      Years ago NPR ran a story about a man in Siberia who emulated Johnny Appleseed.  His village had become a wasteland after all the trees were burnt for fuel or cut for building.  The river dried up, rain was rare, nothing would grow after the topsoil blew away - nothing to anchor it.  He planted trees.  That's all he did, he wandered his area and planted trees.  Some of them took hold, and he came back and planted more.  There was a trickle of water in the dry riverbed, and then a stream, and finally a river.  He talked to people as he traveled, explained what he was doing and why.  No one believed him at first, but they believed their eyes when things improved.  

      He knew that just fixing his village wouldn't help, he had to move upriver and down river, he had to talk, he had to be willing to be mocked and ignored, and he had to dedicate his life to the job.

      I think of him when I look at the trees around my house, the ones that are struggling because of drought.  I live in a little slice of paradise and it might turn into a desert because El Nino didn't save us this time, the ocean is being altered, the whole planet is being altered.

      I'm not a blind optimist.  I'm scared.  I do know that if we stop doing damage the natural systems will heal themselves faster than we can believe.  It's a job for every single thinking person, to take action to stop the damage.  If every building in Texas had solar cells we wouldn't be buying coal or burning it.  We wouldn't need to frack for natural gas.  How to get there?  One house at a time, one town at a time.  

      I'm not looking for a love that will lift me up and carry me away. A love that will stroll alongside and make a few amusing comments will suffice.

      by I love OCD on Thu Feb 07, 2013 at 08:25:58 AM PST

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