Global warming, anyone?
I guess I could say I've got time on my hands now.. I've got a mind full of thoughts: incoherent, problematic, relieving, tiring, you name it.
Global warming is a bitch. We all know it, but how much do I actually contribute to it? My life probably ensures the deaths of a lot more people in the not so distant future. Ok, I take a car around a lot. Well that is, before I heavily damaged it's suspension last saturday, now I don't drive so often because I don't have a car. But I still get dropped off and picked up in school everyday. I still go gallivanting around Makati at night. I don't deny that I contribute a lot to pollution, to global warming, but I don't really know yet how big of a difference I can make in slowing it down, or how to even do it. I consume a lot of energy and Earthly resources other people could probably use better, especially my children's children.
I think the problem with me is that I've gotten so used to the luxuries of having all I want when it comes to physiological needs, even safety needs (when it comes to the outdated theory of Maslow). I find it very hard to remove myself from all my comfort zones and step up to be less of an environmental hazard. Of course little things help, like switching off lights and not using air-con, but I feel there's more I could do but I'm still trying to figure that out, without exactly removing myself from this standard of living my family got me used to.
There's this passenger boat (the name always fails to stick to memory), owned by a certain Sulpicio corporation, it sank killing maybe 700 people. Of course the newspapers won't publish it until all the bodies are retrieved and counted, but out of the 800 plus passengers, there are an odd 47 survivors so far, I think. Anyway I really think most others died. The papers told of a survivor's account; this guy heard children screaming as the ship was sinking, the waves were as tall as mountains, he said. I can't help but cry with the family of the victims of this misjudged journey. The survivor was clinging onto a rope above deck, and he could hear the children screaming in the cramped up economy passenger holds down below as the water poured in like a flash flood into their communal bunk-bed rooms. This erratic typhoon was definitely a result of global warming. As the boat left Cebu for its 22 hour trip, the typhoon was far off, and it was only signal #1, so I can't really blame them for a faulty boat. I can't help but blame myself and you for causing the world to heat up and melt the damn ice caps that sends typhoons, tsunamis and earthquakes at other people.
I mourn for the painful deaths of these Filipinos and their families. God help us.
Global warming is a bitch. We all know it, but how much do I actually contribute to it? My life probably ensures the deaths of a lot more people in the not so distant future. Ok, I take a car around a lot. Well that is, before I heavily damaged it's suspension last saturday, now I don't drive so often because I don't have a car. But I still get dropped off and picked up in school everyday. I still go gallivanting around Makati at night. I don't deny that I contribute a lot to pollution, to global warming, but I don't really know yet how big of a difference I can make in slowing it down, or how to even do it. I consume a lot of energy and Earthly resources other people could probably use better, especially my children's children.
I think the problem with me is that I've gotten so used to the luxuries of having all I want when it comes to physiological needs, even safety needs (when it comes to the outdated theory of Maslow). I find it very hard to remove myself from all my comfort zones and step up to be less of an environmental hazard. Of course little things help, like switching off lights and not using air-con, but I feel there's more I could do but I'm still trying to figure that out, without exactly removing myself from this standard of living my family got me used to.
There's this passenger boat (the name always fails to stick to memory), owned by a certain Sulpicio corporation, it sank killing maybe 700 people. Of course the newspapers won't publish it until all the bodies are retrieved and counted, but out of the 800 plus passengers, there are an odd 47 survivors so far, I think. Anyway I really think most others died. The papers told of a survivor's account; this guy heard children screaming as the ship was sinking, the waves were as tall as mountains, he said. I can't help but cry with the family of the victims of this misjudged journey. The survivor was clinging onto a rope above deck, and he could hear the children screaming in the cramped up economy passenger holds down below as the water poured in like a flash flood into their communal bunk-bed rooms. This erratic typhoon was definitely a result of global warming. As the boat left Cebu for its 22 hour trip, the typhoon was far off, and it was only signal #1, so I can't really blame them for a faulty boat. I can't help but blame myself and you for causing the world to heat up and melt the damn ice caps that sends typhoons, tsunamis and earthquakes at other people.
I mourn for the painful deaths of these Filipinos and their families. God help us.