I read (and re-tweeted) this fantastic comment on Twitter a few days ago:
‘When people talk about travelling to the past, they worry about radically changing the present by doing something small, but barely anyone in the present really thinks that they can radically change the future by doing something small.’
When I logged back into my Twitter account a few minutes ago, I read this:
‘I feel physically sick. I feel so anxious. I’m not sure how many more years or months I’m going to be able to work daily on climate change. Today is one of those days:
State of the Arctic, 2017: “Arctic shows no sign of returning to reliably frozen region of recent past decades.” ‘
Eric Holthaus is a meteorologist I have never met. I have shared his doom-laden tweets so often that they are now always shunted to the top of my feed due to ‘algorithms’ or something.
But that quote, though! You have to do what you can. Over the past 10 years, I have written hundreds of letters to local newspapers about war, budget cuts, the NHS, climate change…but why? To vent and to hopefully encourage others to do something, whatever that might be. Something small, something positive, something that will benefit others.
‘For poetry makes nothing happen…’**
No, and maybe letters don’t, and I’m almost certain that this blog won’t, but you need some escapism when you think What Difference Does It Make?
‘I’m so sick and tired
And I’m feeling very sick and ill today…**