Life is precious. All forms of it. I see tiny bugs or flowers and think to myself how wondrous we’d all consider them to be if we found them on Mars or some other planet. Of course, they’re wondrous here on Earth as well, but confirmation of life elsewhere would be a momentous event in human history.
But would it change us at all? Would it make us respect life more deeply here on Earth? I doubt it. I recently read where bleaching threatens 84% of the world’s coral reefs. And I caught the following snippet today from Caitlin Johnstone about insects:
Scientists are reporting a stunning 63 percent decline in populations of flying insects in the United Kingdom since 2021. Everyone focuses on climate change, but there are many, many other indications that our biosphere is in rapid decline which have little or nothing to do with global warming.
The first indication that space colonization is fiction is that they’re talking about turning the desert planet Mars into a thriving biosphere while we’re turning our own thriving biosphere into a desert planet.
Here’s the thing: America’s president is bragging about trillion-dollar war budgets.
Imagine instead if our president bragged about trillion-dollar “life” budgets. Imagine if we humans invested in planet Earth.
I’m guilty myself of saying that money spent on weapons could be spent on infrastructure like roads, bridges, bullet trains, and the like. And sure, we need safer roads. But isn’t our most precious “infrastructure” the environment that surrounds us, the biosphere that enfolds us, the insects that pollinate our crops, the coral reefs that sustain aquatic life?
We truly should be investing a trillion dollars in sustaining life here on Earth, rather than wasting it on weapons and wars that kill more of our biosphere.
The ultimate folly of human beings is our willful obtuseness as we destroy that which sustains us.