Global warming is forever: Part II

We are going to have to learn to live with global warming. There is no getting around that. It is not a problem that is going to go away by means of any form of climate change mitigating effort that are possible to make up by simple means of the human mind. Global warming is going to stay with us, no matter how large emissions cuts we are possibly going to agree upon. No matter how many ordinary lightbulbs were to be changed into energy efficient ones, global warming is not going to disappear from the picture. This is the sad part. Even if we were to reach that downright revolutionary agreement of banning the burning of fossil fuels — which would, by all accounts, be a wise decision indeed — it would not make global warming go away. It would still continue to be the underlying bug of the climate systems of this world. I know that it’s depressing. I know that it is not what people want to hear, but the difficult fact is: Global warming is forever. It’s an inconvenient truth by all accounts. But it’s the truth.

So how are we going to deal with this fact? I don’t know. My worst fear is that it is only going to become part and parcel of everyday life, while we do nothing (or as little as at all possible) in order to stop it. My worst fear is that global warming sort of sneaks into our daily and rather lazy vocabulary, as a phenomenon which is the cause of all sorts of strange seasonal weather patterns, extreme weather events, flowers popping up in the midst of what should have been winter but is, for some odd reason, more like spring, etc. — Yes, my greatest fear is all about the probable social sideeffect of global warming and manmade climate change that we simply get used to it and start to receive the patently unbelievable as “the new normal,” … and that without lifting a finger to stop it, either by way of changing a lightbulb or slowing down on the consumption of oil, gas, and coal. Because that would be a waste of time, as such a damn lot of emissions reductions are required, really. Slowing down on the general consumption of oil, gas, and coal, like making 10 percent less use of it, for starters, would be like spitting against the wind, sort of. As it would amount to close to nothing in The Real World.

My greatest fear involves the possible (even probable) conclusion that there is nothing anyone can do to stop global warming, simply because the efforts required would be way beyond us all (and the oil economy) to handle.

My hope is that the slowly approaching fact that people are actually starting to talk about the strange weather events which are everywhere to be experienced may be the starting point of a change. I’m thinking about the fact that a change to the better can only start by means of becoming able to give the problems a name that can be used in the open, and not only by use of hands on a keyboard of letters, numbers and signs, and have them spread on the internet at full speed, like I do. I admit it: I’m writing about things that I find that people aren’t usually too loud about in terms of talking. Now, because I am a very lonely person, I tend to say that the reason why I don’t talk about the problems concerned with the environment comes as a fact of my not being integrated in society no more. But I don’t know if that is the truth, as I can see how people react negatively towards me whenever I do say a few words indicating a massive change in global climatic trends.

And I think I should have had a good talk to some of those extraterrestrial agents that have taken human form and is walking amongst us here (harr harr) wearing human skin, but looking a bit too crazy to be shown to ordinary people on the TV screen: faces scarred and general appearances roughly unkempt. I used to talk to some of them, quite often, back in 2005, in Oslo. I also used to see some of them on the telly, I remember. Especially in programs that had to do with religion. Men, women and children looking like real beasts! Like dogs shouting at the camera man: “Blah, blah!! Blah, blahblahblah!!” Oh well. — Now, 2005: that must be about fifty years ago, I suppose. Such a lot of things have happened over the past few years, although, in the real sense, everything remains the same.

I wish I had a space alien friend or two, that’s what I do. Some few “people” who shared my general points of view: that the world is a bad, mad place which had better start to become normal again before we allow ourselves to end the whole show with a big bang and a nuclear war. — But hey: I’m drooling here.

Sorry.

It’s never going to happen again. Just kidding.

I’m about as certain about the existence of God as I am of the fact that certain birds have a well-developed intelligence. And I’m also well aware of the fact that global warming coincides with a rapid decrease in the number of pirates of this world, and that this is a good example of how human beings — and certainly not space aliens — are finding it opportuned to make fun of the global crisis. I mean: these space aliens are dead serious about their business. They seem to be here on a mission. It appears to me as if Douglas Adams was right in depicting Earth as a giant computer. These space aliens are seriously concerned about the number 41 now, I think, as this is the number that precedes 42, which turned out to be a comma.

Global warming is all about being aggressively creative and to a large degree competent in all things spiritual. Well, anyway: that’s how I have come to relate to it. It is because I hate global warming, for short. And it is because I am convinced that it has a lot to do with human misdemeanour in the ecosystems and environments of this world. And it is also the reason why I am giving the food mafia a chance. — You know, those people who are constantly obsessed with their thoughts about what to eat when the time for the next meal comes around, and extremely seldomly take this lightly. I mean: these people who are all about lists of ingredients, spices and atmosphere. Real food lovers, I mean. And not health fanatics, who I despise. Those health fanatics are potential nazis for sure. Oh, come on: you know what I mean. But the food loving people are onto something, I think. If only people in general were more interested in the food they were eating than the television program they were going to watch: hey yeah!! A development in the direction of food over television would make way for a much better world, I guess. It would still be true to say that the ecological problems of ours are immense, but as it is, right now, we are also faced with the situation that the economic system of this planet is equally as bizarre as the state of the climate systems. What if one could make it real by having money based on products of a natural origin other than oil, gas, coal, and other sick minerals come out as the guiding principle of economics? Like food, for God’s sake. And water. Substances that people need in order to survive, and not substances that people make overly use of in order to destroy the planet at a faster rate than anyone ever heard of before.

Well, that would be the most normal way for an extraterrestrial Earth research agent, I know. Such a creature would under no uncertain terms be quite clear about the fact that global warming is indeed manmade, and therefore … very, very strange … extremely …