I am reading 'This Changes Everything' by Naomi Klein, a book that manages to be hopeful and highly dispiriting at the same time, its subject being how we can possibly address the current crisis of climate change, which by scientific consensus is due to human agency. Since her thesis—which I have for many years believed, by what feels like intuition, to be right—is that resolution of the issues and the survival of civilised values depends on abandoning the pursuit of economic growth in the form that is almost universal among nations, I emerged from Exit 6 of Bank Station this morning with my head spinning at the enormity of the task facing us all.
To regain some sense of perspective and calm I decided to take a quick detour into the church of St Mary Woolnoth and revel in the dazzling order of its architecture. Not escapism, I hope, but an aid to greater clarity of thought and, therefore, of action.
To regain some sense of perspective and calm I decided to take a quick detour into the church of St Mary Woolnoth and revel in the dazzling order of its architecture. Not escapism, I hope, but an aid to greater clarity of thought and, therefore, of action.
No comments:
Post a Comment