teen angst vs nanny's wisdom
spoiler alert: we're still here
That summer after granddad died I live with my Nanny
Both of us were in uncharted territory.
I was a young man, finished
She was newly widowed.
We looked after each other.
I used to pass out in his chair during my lunch breaks. I was working for my uncle in my Granddad’s campground.
That was the summer the mine collapsed. I was asleep in his chair when it happened. Twenty six men lost their lives a mere fifty miles from where I slept.
Fires from Quebec sent so much smoke that the sky was an apocalyptic orange for weeks.
While the news told of horrors and lost fathers crushed underground, I could hear distant chainsaws clear cutting huge swaths of land across the lake. They cut so much I could see the scar from my granddad’s chair.
I was certain that the world was coming to an end.
Living reach the age of forty?
That seemed absurd.
Well Jimmy, with Hitler and the war things were pretty bleak when I was young. When I was your age though? I was a mom. I had better things to do than worry about the end of the world.
Over thirty years have passed. My nanny is still there. Living in her small yellow bungalow overlooking the campground
The mine is long gone. There still are fires. And? There are lot fewer fires now than there were thirty years ago. This is despite what the hysteria pushers would love to sell you. 1
One of the grandsons of the family that profited by scraping the land clean, now earns a tidy living. His business helps woodlot owners profit by preserving and enhancing their forest as habitats and carbon sinks. their forests grow them in and enhance them
And my nanny? She’s still there, sitting in her chair, next to where my granddad’s used to be. Living large in her nineties and presiding over it all.
She’s a living memory of how far we’ve come and how much easier life is.
Yes Virginia, life is getting better.
You’ve just grown soft and picky.
When I go visit my nanny, if I'm really quiet I can still hear my Granddad’s snores and smell the rye stretching across infinite time reassuring me of one simple thing:
This transition has messed with a lot of global warming models as the masses of Africa which were set on fire every year were significant contributors to green house gases. This isn’t bunk science. Unless you think NASA studies are garbage: Quote: Across the grasslands of Asia, the tropical forests of South America, and the savannas of Africa, shifting livelihoods are leading to a significant decline in burned area. Using NASA satellites to detect fires and burn scars from space, researchers have found that an ongoing transition from nomadic cultures to settled lifestyles and intensifying agriculture has led to a steep drop in the use of fire for land clearing and an overall drop in natural and human-caused fires worldwide.
Globally, the total acreage burned by fires declined 24 percent between 1998 and 2015, according to a new paper published in Science. Scientists determined that the decline in burned area was greatest in savannas and grasslands, where fires are essential for maintaining healthy ecosystems and habitat conservation.