Negotiating Climate Policy: My “Eureka” Moment
Don’t you just love it when the solution to a problem hits you — suddenly the fog lifts, the trumpets blare, you’re bathed in uplifting light, and your inner voices yell in unison — well, duh?
I had just such a moment the other morning when through sleep encrusted eyes, it came clear to me. The transcendent problem with negotiating climate policy is — there’s no tomorrow.
I realize this is hardly the equal of a Damascus road conversion and that on the international epiphany scale, it would rank no higher than a 2 or 3 out of 10. Still, it can bring some clarity to the problem of why our nation’s politicos appear so inept when it comes to enacting the policies required to rise to the challenges of Earth’s warming.
When I say there’s no tomorrow, I’m not speaking euphemistically of the food insecurity suffered by ten percent of Earth’s population, the next great extinction of animal and plant species on Earth, or the estimated tens of millions of migrants, who annually are being forced from their lands because of too much or too little water, or the other dystopian consequences that await if our politicians continue to fail us.
No, what I’m musing about is the nature of today’s politics. As if it wasn’t clear before, the pandemic has shown us that demagoguery now trumps everything else in…
