This crackpot has been entertaining me this afternoon, being interviewed on the radio. The interviewer asked him if there was any possibility of us being able to sort everything out and survive en masse and he replied ‘no, none’. Hilarious!
He went on to slate the pursuit of renewable energy sources as a waste of time because according to him we’ve only got about 40 years before we’re all completely fucked anyway.
His conclusion? That we should build a shedload of nuclear power stations. Even though we’re all going to die within 40 years.
And even though the only place that it will be safe to live and breed will be the Arctic region. Which, I assume, will suffer the fallout of all the power stations going kaput. Hilarious!
He’s also a religious mystic, a Gaia hypothesis worshipper. I don’t believe a word of it because he seemed more concerned with painting a picture than providing evidence. Nonetheless I intend to get his book, if only for a chuckle…
Anyone that starts talking about Gaia is a metaphor loving nut.
Beyond that it strikes me that someone has been predicting the end of the world since the beginning of recorded history. I suppose that it’s a winning formula.
Silacious Scandal - I heard a radio programme and there was a decent speaker (can’t recall who) and his point was simply quite realisitc:
‘what will happen…we will have to deal with it…and this is the key to resolving the problem - ‘dealing with it’…human ingenuity will be tested as ever…perhaps more than ever before…’
The whole prevention is better than cure argument is impossible…the world is constantly in motion…once it gets collective-atmospheric-cancer (i.e. global warming or uber pollution) then the world we need to go to hospital and humanity will have to start a long painstaking bout of practical-real-time chemotherapy.
‘When shit hits the fan, remember to wipe your face…’
It’ll never happen. At best a virus or sudden natural disaster will wipe away seventy-five percent of the population on the planet. Most likely before the destruction climaxes, several chosen people will be flown to a space station, where a self-sustaining ecosystem is operating. Civilization will continue there while you and I ride the storm out here.
Its gonna be kewl. We just might see the big one in our life, kids. If not us middle agers, you younger ones will probably see a good war when you get to be old, so keep your chin up.