iDiots R Us

As should be clear from my last post, I think our demise by self-induced ecocide was set in motion by certain inherent traits, evolutionarily derived - thanks to random happenstance and natural selection - long before the currently popular bogeyman, Industrial Civilization, kicked it into overdrive.  Still, the iDiots video is hilarious for its condemnation of our particular brand of modern collective stupidity.

With holidays and family obligations (most pleasurable obligations, I'm not complaining!) impending, I may not post very often for a while.  There is no need to - everything remains the same.  Just look around - trees are dying from pollution; the ecosystem is in collapse.  For newcomers, the archives are there - for instance, this post with excerpts from the Royal Society's report, Ground-level ozone in the 21st century: future trends, impacts and policy implications, is as good a place to get started as any.

Instead of blogging for a while, I'll likely be posting more short updates at The Panic Room and EarthwRecked on facebook, for those who want to join groups there.  Any thoughts, questions, or other comments are always welcome though - email me at witsendnj @ yahoo.

If this embed gets taken down, here's the link to the vimeo version.

   

Life, Vanishing

Richard Adrian Reese, a devoted environmentalist who writes with delightfully nimble alacrity at his blog WhatIsSustainable, has posted a review of William Stolzenburg’s book, Where the Wild Things Were.  His description is absolutely splendid, and germane to a topic of sporadic but ongoing scrutiny here at Wit’s End...when I stray off the topic of trees dying from ozone pollution and wonder, more broadly...why do we persist, so obstinately, in fucking up the world?  When did the barely nascent epoch identified as the Anthropocene morph in the blink of an eye - into the Endocene?

There seems to be an overwhelming consensus among the (relatively tiny number of) collapse aware (possibly mutant?) folk, (who largely exist and confer only in cyberspace) - whether they approach it from peak oil, overpopulation, climate change or ecology -  that modern culture is to blame.  The rationale frequently goes - if only we had remained peaceful, egalitarian, matriarchal, hunter-gatherer tribal societies, our ecopocalypse could have been averted.  The world is awash in articles extolling the idea that if only the current abomination of capitalism and income inequality were destroyed, our species, in the absence of such oppression, could achieve - or more precisely, return to - Utopia.  One much-acclaimed variant currently making the rounds is titled, Capitalism and the Destruction of Life On Earth; Six Theses on Saving the Humans...which is such an interminable sophomoric rant, I cannot read it.

Also just published - which I most emphatically DO recommend even though it has much the same premise - is Stephanie McMillan’s witty, angry, desperate and fierce call to revolution, which is now available online - those of course are her comics, above, and here is the cover:  

Even though I think the emphasis on class divisions and capitalism misses a much deeper and intractable explanation for our behavior, still I certainly do applaud her outrage at injustice, I share her grief at the fate of nature, and I admire her amazingly ingenious comics...so I absolutely think you should download your own pdf and read it - just go to the site and click I WANT THIS - and you can even name your own price.

To illustrate just how deeply ingrained our tendency to overshoot is, I have copied Richard Reese’s investigation of our role in nature, via the book he considers, with some wonderful portraits. Photographer Jimmy Nelson traveled to some of the world’s most remote locations to record images of indigenous people. whose way of life is at risk of vanishing.  Okay...it IS vanishing (but then so is just about everything else).  Collected in his book,  Before They Pass Away, the pictures are utterly gorgeous, uniquely rare and they reveal (at least to my mind) our common humanity - and the mythology of Utopia.

Here are people about as far as they can get from industrial civilization and yet, judging by their traditional clothing - from their adornments, their warpaint, their lovingly assembled collections of shells and bones and horns, the elaborate beaded jewelry and painstakingly arranged hair -  they are no different from modern people.  There are proud warriors with ferocious tattoos and masks, with all manner of weaponry including shields, spears, clubs, bow and arrow, a sword, and even guns.

Maori, New Zealand

The human brain is creative and we seek to distinguish ourselves, if only by the shape of our water jugs, and we like to display our status with whatever leopard skin we can obtain.

Karo, Ethiopia

For the most part, we help ourselves to the beautiful gifts Nature produces, including exotic feathers, and use them to display our rank.

If this were an upper-crust Briton, he would be castigated for hawking by animal rights groups.

Why are the high heels women squish their toes into any more deformed by patriarchy than stretched lips?  Why do we mock people who get plastic surgery but respect self-deformation of our ancestors?

Mursi, Ethiopia

The compulsive fetish for ostentatious materialism that is mocked in fashionistas like Imelda Marcos or Paris Hilton and all their mall-brat imitators is well deserved (for hilarity, see the Queen of Versailles!).

But somehow that just seems like an extension of a fundamental, even primal urge to stave off meaninglessness and death by amassing trinkets (I think of that classic scene from The Jerk).

If PETA caught someone in America doing this there would be cries of outrage:

Nenets, Russia

What would they say about all the fur?

Nenets, Russia

I don’t mean to disparage the subjects of these photographs, not in the slightest way.  It was my most fervent dream when I was young to have been born as Sacagawea and spend life exploring the forest.

Moreover, there are certain traits of humanity that elate and inspire me, despite feeling somewhat dour about the egregious shortcomings (you know...genocide, pedophilia, cannibalism, stuff like that).  I just recognize that even as there is a wonderful, occasionally sublime aspect to human capabilities, there is an exploitative side - and it is no better or worse in primitive people, despite our urge to romanticize them.

Mursi, Ethiopia

The difference is in scale.  Absent the concept of the noble savage, the accessories of the individuals portrayed in this series reveal that their desires and impulses are remarkably similar to the average person in Western civilization today.

To say that outside forces of politics or culture, or a sociopathology derived only recently, underlie our current trends towards global catastrophe is to deny the essence of who we are.

Only our expansive imagination allows us the pretense that we are intrinsically good and moral creatures with an ability to live sustainably.

We continually escape constraints depending upon our ability to overcome them with technology, whether it is using fire or nuclear power.

Illusory belief is what convinces us that we are apart from nature when in fact, we really are not and never have been.

Goroka, Indonesia

The mere fact that primitive people believe in supernatural explanations for natural phenomena means they, too, possess the fallacy that humans are exceptional. However, we are not - which can be a comforting idea, really, once you get used to it.  The following passages are from Richard Reese, in the aforementioned book review:

“For the first billion years of life on Earth, all of our ancestors were single celled.  One day, we aren’t sure why, a hungry organism ate a delicious bystander, and became the first predator.”

“Predation inspired evolution to become very creative.  Some organisms became mobile by developing cilia or tails.  Others shape shifted into multi-celled life forms.”

Dani, Indonesia

“Critters developed scales, spikes, shells, fangs, and many other clever defenses. Thus, one group survived by dining on the unlucky, and the bigger group survived by evolving every imaginable trick for cancelling lunch dates with predators.”

Maasai, Tanzania

“When predators became too powerful, they would wipe out their food supply, blush with embarrassment, and starve.  Prey that managed to survive evolved stronger defensive capabilities.  But if they got too good at this, their population would explode, deplete the available nutrients, and the vast mob would perish in an undignified manner.”

Kazakh, Mongolia

“Thus, evolution is an elegant balancing act.  If the prey gets one percent faster, the predator gets one percent faster, not two.  This balancing act is the subject of William Stolzenburg’s book, Where the Wild Things Were.”

“More specifically, the book focuses on how humankind uses its brilliant technological innovations to bypass the limits of our current state of evolution, upset healthy balancing acts, and devastate ecosystems, often unintentionally.”

“In the early 1970s, zoologist James Estes travelled to the Aleutian Islands of Alaska to do research on sea otters.  Sea otters can grow up to four feet long (1.2 m), and they have incredibly soft fur.”

“Stylish women with too much money loved wearing fur coats, and for 150 years, from Alaska to Baja, otter hunting was a serious business, and very profitable.  Somewhere between 500,000 and 900,000 otters lost their hides to the fashionable dames of high society.”

“The island of Amchitka had a healthy population of otters, and this is where Estes began his study, scuba diving in frigid water.  Beneath the waves were thriving jungles of kelp, a popular hangout for a number of aquatic herbivores.”

“Kelp can grow up to 200 feet tall (61 m).  Urchins enjoy dining on kelp, and sea otters enjoy dining on urchins.  What Estes observed was a healthy balance between the kelp, urchins, and otters.”

Samburu, Kenya

“Later, he spent some time on the island of Shemya, where the great extermination had wiped out the otters.  Only a few had since recolonized there.  The ecosystem here was stunningly different from Amchitka.  In the absence of otters, the urchins exploded in numbers, and many were huge in size. The sea floor was wall-to-wall urchins, and there was no kelp at all.” 

“So, when the keystone predators (otters) live in peace, the ecosystem is healthy and balanced.  When they are eliminated, the ecosystem becomes a train wreck — a chain reaction known as a trophic cascade.  Predators are essential.”

“A similar scenario occurred when Zion National Park was established in Utah.  To make the park safe for tourists, the cougars (mountain lions) were exterminated.  In their absence, the population of mule deer exploded, and the land was stripped of vegetation.”

Tsaatan, Mongolia

“The forests were dying, because young seedlings were devoured by deer.  Meanwhile, over the hill in North Creek Canyon, the cougars had been left alone, and the land was remarkably alive and healthy.”

“The Kaibab Plateau in Arizona became a game preserve in 1906.  Deer hunters were kept out, and 6,000 large carnivores were deleted.  The deer population skyrocketed from 4,000 to 100,000, and the vegetation was promptly vacuumed up.  In the winters of 1924 and 1925, 80,000 deer starved to death.  Ecosystems pay an enormous price for the stunning ecological ignorance of literate, educated people, who spend years in miserable classrooms carefully absorbing spooky illusions.”

Chukchi, Russia

“Wolves and grizzlies had been absent in the Tetons for quite a while.  Then, a few began drifting in from Yellowstone.  At first, the moose and elk had no fear of them.  Wolves calmly strolled into the herd and snatched their young.”

“Before long, they learned that fearing predators was beneficial.  Something similar to this innocent fearlessness likely existed in every ecosystem when humans first arrived with their state-of-the-art killing technology.”

“In the 1950s, Paul Martin connected some archaeological dots.  The megafauna of the world, that had survived almost two million years of ice ages, suddenly blinked out whenever armed humans arrived in a new region.*  This realization gave birth to his Pleistocene Overkill hypothesis, “that man, and man alone, was responsible for the unique wave of Late Pleistocene extinction.”  Despite many loud objections, it has generally been accepted, but it fails to explain the large numbers of mammoths and rhinos found in Siberia and Alaska.  It also causes those who worship at the crumbling Temple of Human Omnipotence to become moody and irritable.”

Huli, Indonesia and Papua New Guinea

“Whatever your opinion on this controversy, it’s easy to argue that during the long era of warm weather (since 9600 B.C.), the pristine state of America was the Pleistocene, not 1492.  In 2005, a group of biologists published a paper on rewilding in the journal Nature. It recommended the reintroduction of missing species like cheetahs, camels, lions, and elephants.  The mainstream crowd soiled their britches and howled hysterically.”

“It was, like, totally groovy to reintroduce pretty butterflies, but the huge backlash boiled down to “no lions in my backyard!”  This was the lively kickoff for what will be a long and bumpy process of attitude evolution — or a fierce backlash from those who have yet to free themselves from the tiny cage of anthropocentric hallucinations.”

“I wonder if the systematic extermination of millions of predators over the years is associated in any way with the current explosion in the human population.  When climate change forced our ancestors onto the savannah, evolution had not prepared us for living amidst fast, powerful, heavyweight predators.”

“We developed a highly unusual dependence on technology in order to survive, thereby knocking over the evolutionary balancing act.  ‘They would eventually wield the power to level mountains, to dam the biggest rivers, to coat entire continents in concrete and crops, to alter the climate as it had once altered them.’  The chapter on how we morphed into apex predators is fascinating.”

“Today, we almost never encounter man-eating predators running lose.  We no longer have to pay careful attention to reality, ready to react at any moment, fully present and alive.  The world has become safe for pudgy cell phone zombies — an empty, dull, and lonely place.  This is seen as normal.  I disagree.”

“* Megafauna survived in Africa because they evolved together with hominids, but there’s more to the story. Lars Werdelin, a specialist in African carnivores, has learned that there used to be far more large carnivores. Between 2 and 1.5 million years ago, many large carnivores went extinct.  This is about the time that tool-using, meat-eating Homo erectus appeared. (Werdelin, Lars, ‘King of Beasts’, Scientific American, November 2013, pp. 34-39.)”

Everything is vanishing.  The Daily Impact has a good summary of the AP investigation which reveals the ethanol program to be a green fraud, causing, among other disasters like nitrogen runoff, the disappearance of 5 million acres of protected land converted to corn fields.  Of course, they never even mentioned that ethanol emissions produce worse air pollution that fossil fuels which is too bad, because the government mandated inclusion of ethanol into gasoline could well be a major cause for the vanishing trees.  A report from the Worldwide Resources Institute on the precarious situation of the food supply mentions that soil is vanishing thanks to industrial agricultural processes.  It explains that another unpleasant byproduct is nitrous oxide emissions, but fails to integrate the role of NOx in the production of ozone - never mind what ozone in turn does to crop yield and quality...and trees.

Oh well.  Maybe once all the people vanish, the trees will recover.  Enjoy the film (if youtube takes it down, check the website:

The Panic Room

Announcing the creation of The Panic Room - a facebook group for Ozonists, Ozonistas, Cassandras, Malthusians, and other doomers of all sorts...all are welcome!  I was tired of being accused of being too dismal, even at sites that purport to be doomy, so TPR (it's a joke!  I got over the panic part years ago!) is for those who know or even suspect that there is no hope humanity is going to wake up no matter how obvious it is to the few that we are despoiling the earth.

And now...it's time for another comparison that depicts the mind-boggling deterioration of autumn leaves.  November 11, 2010...a sunny day with a brilliant, cerulean sky...I took a few pictures of the trees that stand along the fence at the United Equestrian Team Headquarters (most of which is no longer trails and courses, but an expensive private golf club) in Gladstone, New Jersey.  Already by then, many branches were broken.

Below is the same tree, from a bit further away, yesterday.  Same date, three years later...some of its leaves are still green even as most have fallen to the ground.

 Here is a neighboring maple in 2010, a cascade of gold.

It concerned me then that the color wasn't quite as saturated as it should be, and many of the leaves had brown edges (marginal leaf burn in Ozonista talk).

By now the damage is far worse and widespread.

Every leaf looks battered, parched, and speckled with brown lesions.  The totally dead branch on the right below, however, is from the cicadas that emerged in most unimpressive numbers this year - not surprising that there were nowhere near as many as anticipated, since for 17 years they live in the soil, feeding on the roots of trees that have been shrinking from air pollution. The noisy insects are above ground only briefly to mate, and then the females lay their eggs at the tip of a branch, causing it to break and wilt early in the season.  By now those look black.

 Even the green leaves are spotted before they turn yellow.

There are still people saying the autumn foliage is glorious - I guess they're just not looking very closely and/or, they have forgotten what it used to look like, not that long ago.

I walked from that grove towards the driveway.

Every tree had the same injured leaves.

 At the entrance to the club, several red Japanese maples flank the gate, as seen in 2010.

The reason I stopped back then to take photographs is that the maples there were by far the most brilliant color I could find that year, and I wanted to record how beautiful they were before the plague got worse.

 Above are the best leaves that year - below are the worst.

 This is from yesterday:

 Below are the best leaves I could find:

 Here (other than those that had already shriveled up completely and fallen off) are the worst:

WindSpiritKeeper sent this photo of a composition from Oregon, and wrote in response to my last post:

I see from your Saturday, November 9, 2013 All Lies and Jest that:  "Éva, who is recording the smog and miserable trees in Budapest, Hungary (she describes the leaves there with the extraordinary term “mummified”)..." 

Right, just as in the past, I have used the terms embalmed, or tanned to describe abnormally dead leaves etc. 

You have seen, and wrote about, "bronze" or "rust" colored foliage. 

Most of the dead twigs, leaves, and leaflets look rusty or bronzed or russet, or resemble burnt copper. Many look like they have been caramelized, where sugars, or carbohydrates have likely been morphed -- which is similar to the embalming or tanning chemical process where protein breakdown is suspended. 

"I" am positive that this all basic organic chemistry that botanists should know about... much air pollution has reactive volatile organic compounds that contact the organic foliage, and cause further chemical reactions within the cells and tissue of the leaves -- and cause all manner of observable abnormalities.

The big pine tree that dominates the lawn at the USET is still limping along, but the groundskeepers must know it is not long for this world, because in the picture from yesterday, below, there is a newly planted replacement just behind it.

When I returned home, on the sunny afternoon in 2010, I stopped by the barn and took this photo of a maple tree I had planted five years earlier.  I was worried about it, because the leaves at the top were sparse.

The red wasn't as fiery as I would have expected, and most of the leaves had at least a few spots.

Here is the same maple, yesterday.  Same date, three years on.  Yes, it's really still there, right in the center of the photo.

 Here's a zoom of the top.  See all the red leaves? No?

Justin Gillis just wrote an article in the New York Times, A Jolt to Complacency in the Food Supply.  I am struggling to point out without acrimony that he neglected to mention ozone.  Yes, extreme violent weather and more pests and weeds from climate change is going to continue to reduce crop production, disastrously.  But why he fails to report that crop yields are already reduced by up to 20% from air pollution, is, uh, mysterious to me, since everyone from NASA to the USDA has issued public releases about it.  And that's just annual crops like rice and wheat and soy.  Now, consider that, as the EPA recognizes, ozone damage is cumulative.  This means, obviously, that for plants and trees that live more than one season, the damage accumulates.  That's why trees are dying - that, and increased susceptibility to attacks from insects, disease and fungus.  So, the losses to perennial foods like asparagus, artichokes, and blueberries and orchard crops like peaches, apples, and nuts, is going to be far worse than for annual crops.  Ultimately, if we continue burning stuff for energy, the loss will be total.