By Monica Wilcox
Iím beyond fear, beyond anger, Iím downright seething.
Itís not that quick, knock-the-bowl-off-the-counter kind — but the slow, drawn out, meltdown kind of livid. I want to know who was cocky enough to build nuclear power plants ON the Ring of Fire (there are a few beauties in California too). Iím angry that Iím supposed to feel reassured that this radioactive disaster is not in my backyard. We are in a locked biological system! Despite no immediate health threats on our home turf, Japanís nuclear mess is our mess. As I watch the deterioration of multiple nuclear reactors from the comfort of my 70 degree, well-lit home, Iím curious: how long do Americans plan to continue on with the environmental status quo?
Iím irate because I know the answer to that question: when it becomes good and damn unprofitable.
Let’s Be Honest About This Green Thing
The truth is most people donít want to be held personally responsible for our environment. I grew up with a man who considered himself a conversationalist, but was, truly, one of those early environmentalists. I watched my father dedicate his adult life to protecting Wyomingís land and water. I played at the back of town hall meetings as he argued with farmers who were over-irrigating the Colorado River, and meetings with coal mining companies who were carving huge pock marks out of the land. His cause, the protection of our natural resources, was extremely unpopular through all of the ’70s, ’80s and into the ’90s. He was ďthe Tree-Hugger,Ē ďthe Granola,Ē the ďSierra Club Kook.”
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