Cause “climate change”. I have some fresh baked Toll House chocolate chip cookies for anyone who can read the entire ramblin’ wreck of an article before we get to the end
In the Era of Climate Change, Poets Can’t Write About the “Eternal Sea” – In literature, the classic metaphors for the ocean no longer make sense.
If the sea levels continue to rise at their current rate, the day is not far off when Miami and Atlantic City become beds for oysters. The fishing in the sea that was once near the surface now is done by trawls the length of locomotives dropped to the depth of a mile and dragged across the bottom, reducing many thousands of square miles of the ocean floor to barren deserts no longer giving birth to the tiny organisms from which emerge the great chains of being that sustain the life of the planet.
Nothing in the sea lives by itself, nothing either on the earth or in the air or in the minds of men. To know the sea is mortal is to know that we are not apart from it. Man is nature creatively refashioning itself. The abyss is human, not divine, a work in progress, whether made with a poet’s metaphor or with a vast prodigious bulk of Styrofoam.
The funny part is that Mr. Lapham makes a few good points on real environmental issues, like in the above and
We needn’t call upon an angry god to make the sea an object of no small terror. Every year we withdraw from it 160 million tons of fish, deposit in it 7 million tons of garbage. Poisonous chemicals in the Gulf of Mexico have formed a pool of dead water equivalent in size to the state of New Jersey; among the several hundred dead zones elsewhere in the world, one encircles the Chinese coastline.
There was no need to link this to hotcoldwetdry. Let the environmental issues stand on their own so we can all act on them.
