Reflections and Review
July 4,
2012
Like
the shock wave of an explosion, the coming catastrophes of global
climate change empty the current world of meaning, of purpose, of
poetry. Standing in Columbus circle in Manhattan after seeing this
visionary film at the Lincoln Cinema, surrounded by the metropolitan
beacons of this global ecocide, there is no air to breathe; it has
been forced out by the shock wave of the coming storms. What light
can we find for anything in the shadow of the end of everything we
know? Perhaps Nero was right to play the fiddle; the most
conscientious and skillful statesman could not have prevented the
fall of Rome.
What
is to be done before everything is undone?
The
prevention of catastrophic climate change would require the most
industrialized nations in the world to immediately reduce their
economies, as measured in GDP, by 80 to 90%, within the next three
years. This is the price for achieving a carbon emissions peak in
2015, which is the minimum necessary to prevent a catastrophic 4 to 7
degree Celsius warming by the end of the century.
This
accomplished, Mother Nature would not put on a spectacular show and
say thank you. People would have to simply accept and adapt to the
dire necessity that the capitalist industrial system and all its
amenities can never ever return again.
What
possible scenario could result in this miraculous feat; the greatest
collective action, in quantity and quality, ever conceived in human
history? By definition none of the existing political structures
could accommodate this scale of transformation. A priori it
would have to be a people's revolution.
But
will they do it? Will the self defined First Worlders collectively
struggle and sacrifice in order to ration, to collectivize, to
transform (and by their definition “reduce”) their cherished
“standard of living” to one in balance with all their fellow
beings, human and non human? Will they do it in the next three to
five years? Will they overthrow not only their nationalist, classist,
racist and sexist attitudes and institutions, but also their
anthropocentric hubris? Will they turn off the coal plants (for a
start) and start to ration electricity in the cities? Will they shut
down factory farms and agribusiness? Moreover, will the workers in
polluting industries lead the struggles to end these industries, and
make the necessary sacrifices?
Alas,
it would be foolish to assess it as anything other than extremely
unlikely. The revolutionary political groups of the USA in particular
are immature, scattered and confused, not to mention severely lacking
in ecological consciousness. Perhaps they have a chance in the long
term, but certainly not within the next three to five years. The
picture is better in Europe, but not by much! The movements are not
to be disparaged, of course they must be encouraged and supported
wholeheartedly! But also assessed. And it's not looking good. We have
barely begun to understand the corrupting and and corrosive force of
capitalism on consciousness and so-called subjective conditions,
which has saturated the so-called advanced and developed world for
centuries.
So
here we are in the shock wave of apocalypse. We cannot solve the
current crisis by avoiding looking at it in the face, as so many do,
learning the awful facts only to hide them away in an unused corner
of their minds, together with guilty fantasies and advertising
jingles. We must be ruthlessly honest in preparation for ruthless
conditions. We must recognize the central organizing force of this
apocalypse as capitalism, and understand the holistic immensity of
its deadliness. We also cannot avoid looking ourselves in the face,
and assess the extent to which we are unprepared and uncommitted to
the necessary revolutionary transformation. (The extreme degree of
our collective lack of preparation is evidenced by the fact that not
a single one of the raving reviews of this film in popular media
organs even mention climate change!)
With
apocalypse comes revelation. They are the same word in Greek. Yet in
the so-called First World we are far more familiar and comfortable
with apocalypse than with revelation. It is easier to close our eyes
and cry in the smoke than to summon the vision to see through it.
Like
Marx said of revolution in North America, awareness of this
apocalypse and revelation “appear only as vanishing moments,” in
films like this one, easily enough forgotten and buried by the
culture industry, lost in the raucous rush of cosmopolitan
consumption, or simply immobilized in the shock wave of its own
story.
What
room is there for politics in this shock wave? Perhaps even more than
politics, what is needed is prophecy. To see beyond the event horizon
of the shock wave, into and through the coming explosion, and
beyond... to speak to the future, to prepare the ground for its
transformation. This seems at the moment more important and lasting
than debating the sand castles of party lines while the waters rise.
This
vision is not hopeful or optimistic, but it has the virtue of being
at least honest. And in honesty there is meaning. It is this honesty
that gives the fictional characters and plot of this film more
meaning than the prevarication that is 99% of the culture industry,
it is this meaning which forces this industry to acknowledge this
film's high quality (even as they ignore and deny its implications),
and it is this honesty alone which can give our lives meaning in this
grotesquely unique period of planetary history.
Welcome
to the real which is not yet a desert or under water. As Werner
Herzog in his most recent film The Cave of Forgotten Dreams
compared
humanity in our current planetary moment to mutant albino crocodiles,
in Beasts of the Southern Wild
we
are compared and contrasted to the Aurochs, driven to extinction by
climate change. Whatever our long-term future, the whole species is
at stake, and our path and choice are clear enough: apocalypse and
revelation; prophecy or prevarication.