Sapoty Brook, Main Arm
Hilary Bain’s well intentioned article encouraging seed saving, promising acclimated seeds for everyone, seems to ignore national migration – the hungry hordes from the cities decending on our quaint little shire. I am envisaging sweet vegans facing up to marauding Hells Angel-like gangs, ‘But they’re my seeds!’
Of course Hilary and I would also prefer to ignore the sudden threshold of species death that applies to plants as much as humans.
When some combination of temperature, and dryness or humidity, non-linearly overwhelms the physiology, a whole species of food or predator suddenly collapses irreversibly.
We must avoid placing all our seeds under one band-aid. Too much focus on mitigation is a path to palliation. Our best chance of survival is the uncompromising path of rapid environmental restoration, and the obliteration of the fossil fuel industry. Otherwise life on Earth could make the cold poisonous soils of Mars feel like paradise.
Extinction Rebellion needs everyone, and every part of everyone.
Right now, this week, when you have finished reading The Echo, you and friends can take a break, drive to Varsity Lakes, and catch a train to Brissy.
Come and stand beside us in non-violence to awaken arguments that can lead us to restore our beautiful World.
