The science and politics of climate change are well known to any of us who have been paying attention to such things over the last few decades (and aren’t conspiracy theorists or shills for the fossil fuel industry). Or to any one who has bothered to look out the window and seen the worst ice storm in a century or a once-a-century flood / wildfire / rainstorm / hurricane / blizzard / heat wave two years in a row.
What we don’t see nearly enough are the stories of how individuals are being impacted, especially across the globe, by a climate becoming less predictable, less stable and more extreme. And what we really don’t see enough of, especially in the well-to-do northern hemisphere, are stories of how those in the global south who are confronting climate change right now, not as some looming threat.
But what stands out from “Tales of Two Planets: Stories of Climate Change and Inequality in a Divided World”, edited by John Freeman, isn’t the heat, the cold, the lack of water, the scarcity of food, the worry over crops, the inability to find work, as powerful and harrowing as all those are. It’s instead how so much of the problems we’re facing in terms of the effects of climate change are being made worse and compounded by human activity and development. Set aside for a moment that climate change itself if fueled, literally, by human activity, namely, extraction and burning of fossil fuels.
But everything from paved roads to paved waterfront property to endless building and infrastructure has closed off the ways the land around us can naturally handle a growing population and more strenuous weather and climate conditions. And these stories are made even more impactful when they get to the deepest consequences: the toll on our physical selves. For we cannot alter the physical landscapes around us without having a physical impact on our bodies. From sweating to going hungry, from lethargy from heat to discomfort from cold and rain, from fears of procreation to finding fleeting moments of physical pleasure from masturbating–moments when we as individuals can provide ourselves not just pleasure but a sense of control–what we see from these stories is that climate change won’t just have repercussions on our our cities, our states, our governments and economies, but on our very bodies, too.
In one such essay, sewers have been clogged to enable further development of real estate property. The joke is on everyone, however, when our own bodily refuse has nowhere to go but literally back into our faces. And there is an apt metaphor, after all, between the bodily function of defecation and climate change. When we flush a toilet, all that matters, all that we see, is something that we don’t want going somewhere far away. Out of sight, out of mind. The same is true when we burn fossil fuels. We take something we can’t really do anything with, like coal or oil, use it up and wish it away, and pretend it no longer exists.
But deep down we know that’s not true. Deep down, as we see around us, there is a cost. Sure, we could mitigate climate change by slowing down our use of fossil fuels. And yes, we can mitigate those impacts by even changing our lifestyles. But what’s the motivation, especially for those in the north whose lives remain stable and comfortable? The costs and the problems still exist, just somewhere else. That somewhere else is what this book exposes. Whether we choose to do anything about it, to save ourselves if not others, is a story still being written.
That’s the point of this collection, that the future of climate change is here, and that the only difference will be scale. In one fictional story, adolescents are given a grade at school. Not for any single task or test, but as a predictive measure of their ability later in life to survive climate change. And by survive, the implication is afford. To live in a better place, to pay for cleaner food and water. To filter one’s air. One need not strain to see that while this story is cast as science fiction, it’s closer to reality than we might be comfortable with.
The true moral of the story of “Tales of Two Planets” is that there really aren’t two planets at all. What is affecting someone on our planet may just as well impact all of us. And it will. You might want to invest in a plunger.