Taking action

Despite my recent challenge to self to do something about the state of the planet, I neither wrote here what it was that I wanted to do; and neither, in fact, have I done it. What’s that all about?

I think it’s about not really wanting to. That’s not to say I didn’t want to do something, but that the thing I had in mind didn’t sit well with me. What I want to do, in fact, is to work as an educator to help raise awareness of the issues and to help people deal with them and the fear and panic that often rise up when allowing the truth about the terrifying state we have gotten our planet into to percolate into our consciousness. What I had in mind was cold calling companies, clubs and societies in Cambridgeshire to try and get a lead in to such work. Somehow this didn’t feel right and I am sure that was behind my subconscious self-editing and blog-editing and not doing stuff.

The intention remains, however and there is very little as powerful as intention. Since I have been carrying the intention to find a way to put my skills and energy to work in the way I described above, I have:

The education group are due to meet at our home on Thursday and the bike ride to Kingsnorth departs Cambridge on Friday lunch-time. Around this I’m writing essays for my Certificate in Education for Sustainability course and tending the garden. It’s a busy summer considering I ain’t done nuffink yet.


  1. Alan Says:

    You’re more optimistic than I am. Some days I think we need to reduce our population size, and therefore education is the key. Other days I think about how, in the “developed” nations, we are educated but we are still big time fucking up the environment.

    Other times I think we need to destroy capitalism and its promotion of mass production, consumption, etc. On those days I fly the anarcho-primitive flag, read about “radical” socio-political philosophies, and think about rewilding.
    … And then I realize I would die if I walked into the bush. That’s when I also realize that while I live and teach in Kenya, I’m making these people “takers” (in the Ishmael sense of the word), when in the last century they have had the skills and know-how to live in harmony with nature. Now I am teaching them how to write computer programs, use Linux, and create computer networks. That shit is useless for survival.

    Anyways, life goes on I guess. Tomorrow I am off to Rwanda… should be fun.


  2. Alan Says:

    Oh, re-reading your post, I am thinking, “Mark has a PhD in Computer Science and he’s pretty much anti-technology”…

    Reminds me of Bill Joy, the BSD, Sun, and vi guy, who is concerned about technology’s impact on our future.


  3. Mark Says:

    Not really anti-technology, Alan,

    Sometimes I feel guilty because our home has more computers in it than people and I recently bought an ultra-portable linux machine (Mininote, not Eee). I’ts lower power than the others but still, its not solar.

    I have a friend who used to keep a really good cross reference of resources on “appropriate technology” back when nobody else was doing that sort of thing, and search engines weren’t what it is today.

    I’m so encouraged to hear what you have to say about optimism. The Work That Reconnects workshops are really valuable for that stuff. Sometimes I am scared: even if I can get some food from my garden, what happens when people start to come raid my veg plot for food when we are in depression? With luck that won’t be for a few years but I will be getting old, I wonder what my chances are. I have one life and I have to spend it somehow, to spend it well even if it turns nasty at some point.

    The choice to go to Climate camp is an interesting example. I was really tempted last year but I Was still in France and time was short and I made other excuses. And I have been toying with the idea of a longer bike ride since I cam back from Kenya. I wanted to do a round-Britian as a way of re-familiraising myself with my home-land. But it seemed indulgent; I didn’t feel like I’d earned a holiday. This just feels right now, I have friends who are going by bike and the clincher was that they are going slow (about 45miles perday) with trailers, and I just bought a bike trailer.

    And since I made up my mind to go, I have been happier than in the last couple of months since I cried at Escape From Suburbia. I’m hoping it will inspire me and not dump me back in depressed mode when I come back.

    I’ve not been blogging much lately but it seems this adventure is an excellent occasion to write some more.

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