North Americans generally tolerate rather than embrace public transportation. It’s often crowded, slow, and inconvenient, an option of last resort for those who through disadvantage of age, infirmity, or credit rating don’t drive their own vehicle.
The pain-in-the-ass factor is is multiplied with kids; go to any subway station in Toronto to witness stroller-pushing parents fruitlessly searching for a elevator, or swaying on the bus, whimpering toddler in their arms, while commuters feign sleep or stare dead-eyed at electronic devices. It’s even less appealing in the suburbs, where transit ridership is normally an indicator of financial hardship or Kanye-level eccentricity.
As result, except for the occasional Santa Claus parade or similar child-friendly mob scene where parking is impossible, those who can afford it mostly stick to the family SUV.
And yet public transit is exactly where kids should be.
Michael Chabon wrote that his was “the last generation of children to be left alone – mostly – by adults.” Mine too, I think. We’d get up on a summer morning, hop on our bikes and spend the day in parks, playgrounds and streets, playing with kids we knew, and kids we didn’t know, no grown-ups in sight. Games were spontaneous and chaotic and sometimes dangerous, but that’s how we learned to live in a society.
Public transit is like that. It can be dirty, noisy, and uncomfortably populous, but it’s also the way to somewhere new. When my friends and I starting taking the bus downtown, it was a rite of passage, that ability to travel miles from home without parents, and to feel the liberation and the danger of being on our own among strangers. But we trusted ourselves, and we trusted each other.
Finding your way out of the bubble of friends and family, exposed to a more diverse world, is important when you’re young. And public transport does that. The world and the people in it aren’t what you’re used to, but that’s fine. And better than fine – educational.
My son is almost six, and though I’m not quite ready to send him on the subway unaccompanied, he loves travelling on it with me. He’s so proud when he marches down the aisle, steadying himself against the rocking of the car as well as any grown-up, and calling out the names of the stops ahead of time. It’s a confidence he won’t develop strapped into a car seat.
Last year, three record-breaking hurricanes (Harvey, Irma, Maria) plowed through the Atlantic, turning Houston into a poison lake, wiping out entire Caribbean islands, and sending thousands of Floridians on a reverse Snowbird flight north in emergency evacuations. South Asia was battered by a devastating monsoon which killed at least 1200 and forced millions from their homes. Massive wildfires, attributable in part to record high temperatures, burned through unprecedented acreage from BC to Texas, sending smoke wafting across the entire North American continent.
By now it’s obvious to anyone with the wit of a golden retriever that anthropogenic climate change is here, and it’s pissed.
Everyone, that is, who isn’t running the US government or an oil company.
The GOP and the Trump administration in the US set the gold standard for climate ignorance, of course. President Trump famously tweeted in 2012 that climate change was a Chinese hoax, and doesn’t seem to have changed his views since.
The Republican base, against all science and simple observation, follow their leaders and Fox news, with only 15% believing that climate change contributed to the increased ferocity of recent storms.
We’ve been ignoring warnings about the catastrophic effects of our greenhouse gas emissions on the planet’s climate since1988, when NASA scientist James Hansen testified before the US House of Representatives of the strong correlation between rising temperatures and human emissions.
Since then the evidence has gotten stronger, with only the timing and scale of our self-immolation in dispute.
The Intergovernmental Panel on Climate Change say there is a greater than 95 per cent certainty that the eccentric behaviour of our climate is tied largely to human activity.
The World Bank, which has cheerfully funded a host of environmentally disastrous mega-projects over the decades, has identified a warming planet as one of the greatest threats facing humanity today, and called for immediate action.
Even the Pentagon, which spends hundreds of billions annually figuring out more efficient ways to kill people, thinks that climate change is probably a bad idea.
While such reports are often swaddled in the soothing language of bureaucracy, the between-the-lines message is clear: we have very little time to act before we are unavoidably and irreversibly pooched.
Consider that global average temperature has risen less a degree and a half Celsius since the start of the Industrial Revolution, and we’re already seeing the predicted heatwaves, superstorms, dustbowls and deluges all around the world.
Scientists say that an increase of less than two degrees Celsius is necessary if we’re to avoid a civilization-threatening disaster (although some believe even that modest increase is too high). In spite of this, our international climate change conferences and even the heralded Paris treaty, have devolved into expensive vacations for bureaucrats, where non-binding commitments are made and ignored and action deferred.
As it stands, our business-as usual-approach will see temperatures rise at least 4 degrees Celsius by the end of the century. Start building your Thunderdome now.
And floods and fires are just the tip of the melting, flaming, iceberg. Recent research suggests that reduced oxygen levels from overheated phytoplankton could wipe out humanity within a century or so, and an unrelated study from MIT finds that we’ve set ourselves up for a mass extinction in the same time frame.
To avoid disaster, we’ll have to dramatically reduce our carbon-spewing habits. A study published in the journal Science found that most known fossil fuel reserves would have to remain unburned if we’re to stave off catastrophe, and that new sources like the Arctic cannot even be contemplated.
All of this is bad news for those of us who plan to continue living on earth, but since we’re aware of the problem, and technologies exist that could pull us back from the brink, we’ll just fix it right?
But at odds with what Bill McKibben called “global warming’s terrifying new math”, and the host of justifiably panicked Cassandras shrieking from the wings, is the unbridled enthusiasm of governments around the world, including Canada’s own grinning hypocrite Justin Trudeau, for more and more extreme efforts to find and burn carbon, from fracking to deep sea drilling to the Alberta tar sands.
In support of this multi-billion dollar suicide machine, governments, fossil fuel companies and their PR minions engage in upbeat, green-tinged marketing campaigns to assure the public that these efforts are “ethical” and that the continued use of fossil fuels is benign and necessary for “energy security.”
Since there are few things in the human experience less ethical or secure than the reduction of civilization to bands of scavengers roaming the fetid swamps north of the Arctic Circle, it’s bewildering that so many of our captains of industry and political leaders apparently want to take us in that direction. Because whatever their flaws, these people did not get where they are by being stupid.
How then, have so many jumped on board on the most massively self-destructive enterprise in human history?
The least charitable explanation would be that our leaders are simply sociopaths, who understand the risks but reason that the short-term personal benefits are enormous, and that they and their progeny will insulated from it by wealth, geography, or luck.
This idea is delusional. Even if you’re going full prepper and dropping a couple million on a converted missile silo, our collective future of massive storms, collapsing infrastructure, food and water shortages, and migration of environmental refugees is not going to be good to you, a realization that will probably hit home as you’re wheezing your way up a hundred flights of darkened stairs to your penthouse before the neighbourhood kids catch you and turn your perfumed 1 per cent ass into Soylent Green.
It’s also possible that the Republicans and their fellow travellers genuinely believe, in spite of the in-your-face evidence, that anthropogenic climate change isn’t really happening,or at least that the risks have been wildly exaggerated by the Big Green Conspiracy.
There are a plethora of online echo chambers, comforting virtual Disneylands for the ignorant and the delusional, where non-scientists can spout non-science “proving” such things. Such an explanation would also account for the Canada’s last Conservative government’s zeal for closing labs and destroying research libraries (policies now being emulated by the Trumpists) – it’s much easier to believe something when you’re not being constantly confronted with irrefutable evidence to the contrary.
And self-interest can be very convincing. The fossil fuel industry has trillions locked up in infrastructure and reserves, which must make it easier to convince yourself that the planet isn’t actually warming, or that if it is the outcome will be less Dune meets Waterworld and more sunbathing in Nunavut.
But now is the time to face facts.
Whatever your reason for ignoring the reality of climate change, whether you’re a bonus-bound executive running a colossal fossil fuel company, or a politician whose next term in office depends on contributions from said company, or a comment troll who thinks climate change is too annoyingly liberal to be true – it’s time to end the fight and join the rest of the human race.
Because no amount of money or self-righteous blather or value to shareholders is going to shelter you or anyone else from what’s coming if we don’t act now.
So rich folks, while you’re sacrificing interns to Cthulu at Bohemian Grove or pantsing your fellow plutocrats at Davos, remember that you and your kids and grandkids have to live here too. Noone is going to Rapture you. Elon Musk is not taking you to Mars. And we’ve run out of time.