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The Earth Will Be Fine…
It’s Us Who Might Not Be
I remember walking barefoot as a child on the sun-scorched porch tiles of my grandparents’ house in Goa. Summers were hot, but predictable. You could time the mangoes by the heat, measure the rains by the crickets’ call. Nature, once rhythmic, now seems disoriented.
But now, mango trees sometimes bloom out of season. Storms appear without warning. Once like an old, familiar record, the climate now stutters and skips like the sound plate has been scratched by the cat.
When someone shrugs and says, “There is no global warming,” I don’t argue.
Not out loud anyways.
There is no changing a denier's mind or belief.
In fact, you cannot change anybody’s mind or belief.
But the Earth doesn’t need our beliefs to change.
It doesn’t need global summits and COP conferences and Paris Accords to shake off what it no longer tolerates.
The Earth is not dying.
The Earth is adapting. It has always adapted.
After asteroid strikes, after ice ages, after extinctions.
It will be fine.
But we might not be.
