Today is the last day of the semester for me. So, you have read every post of mine from beginning to end, I am certain…. Right? Well, in any case, thinking globally is what will give the world a decent future. Being unable to breathe, find water, or live comfortably is what is at stake as far as climate change. Respecting the Earth means conserving everything possible.
I think a prime example of not being responsible was the recent fertilizer plant explosion. Let’s be honest here – is it really necessary to store that much fertilizer? What happened to using natural options like manure? Stockpiling harmful chemicals for later use on the Earth makes absolutely no sense to me. I understand that farmers are looking to increase their yield, however, is it worth polluting your own drinking water? Synthetic fertilizer use is something that I have never been a fan of. For my lemon trees, I use bat guano (and they look great). When I lived in a rural area, I never once felt the need to use any pesticides, herbicides, or artificial fertilizer. My family had rabbits, chickens, and various other farm animals that were more than willing to donate their waste to our garden. Perhaps this is old-fashioned, but I think that natural, self-sufficient farming is the way to go. Even in my one bedroom apartment, I am able to grow my own tomatoes (and hopefully lemons) this year. Knowing where my food comes from means a great deal to me. The Hepatitis A infected strawberries that mad many people sick in Michigan really opened my eyes to the fact that the people who harvest and grow food matter. Sanitary conditions around the food I eat matters.
Beyond my food rant, environmental responsibility counts. Although people may not recognize you for doing daily tasks that help the environment, deep down (at least for me) I feel good about what I have done. I know that not being conscious of the life that exists around me (even in an apartment) would be a big mistake. I do my best to maintain the “wild” that lives around my home. As far as my occupation, obviously I am working to make that more sustainable as well. In every aspect of my life, I try to do something that I think would make my future self proud – or at least not full of rage. I know that my family does not share a respect for the Earth. They respect the animals that they kill and eat because of their value as far as food, but the soil and air? My family does not care about such trivial things. I have seen my father pour oil on the ground before. I have seen him burn plastic. Respect for the Earth itself is clearly not something that my family shares with me.
At least individually, I feel like I make an impact. It is difficult to make others understand my concern, but there are people out there who are obviously much better educators about this than I am, and I am thankful for that. I think there is still hope for the Earth, but a significant change in behavior will only be achieved by an absolutely terrifying mega natural disaster. This is pessimistic, and unfortunate, but it is the way that our society works. I am proud to be in the group (minority?) of people who already cares about the Earth. My actions matter.