I’m in my 50s, grew up in the Shire and have spent the bulk of my life living in cities, including some of the biggest on the planet.
i think we’re pretty fucked. Our genetically hardwired desire to consume calories where we can find them and to take rest where we can leads us away from any kind of existence in symbiosis with the planet
On trips like this week’s to Prague (I’m as guilty as anyone else) I can’t help but wonder at our never ending drive to build more and more infrastructure and concrete over the world, fly planes to places we don’t need to go, and so on. The end result has to be catastrophic.
There we all are in Irish pubs in Prague drinking overpriced beer so we can watch some men kick a ball about. Burning a load of fossil fuel to get there and then back again. It’s insane.
There was an auld wifie in my village who had been to Aberdeen once, but as she said, “I didnae really like it, so I nivver went back”.
In a similar vein, my son’s an anarcho-primitivist. I can totally see why. But he still came to Prague.
And if I was scraping a living in a developing country somewhere I’d want better for my kids and would likely flee to the city.
The incentives are all stacked against us. We’ve become our own worst enemies. We’re doomed.