I have written many times on the subject of atmospheric pollution and although I am taking a break from blogging for a while I cannot contain my emotions when it comes to being exposed to deliberately started forest fires.
While I am managing a building project in Northern Thailand I am staying on the hill slopes of Huai Kaew village, 30 kms north of Chiang Mai, bordering the forests. The climate at this time of year is comfortable. Cool at night and early morning rising to 30c + in the day with no rain except the occasional shower.
But now the burning season starts when the monsoon rains have gone and farmers burn off the dry dead grasses and stubble to stimulate new growth next year around May/June’; then Cutting back excessive growth, clearing land and deforestation for fruit and vegetable farming.
Unfortunately making a living takes preference over self- health and the health of others. The natural environment, habitat and animal life are hardly a consideration.
Despite the annual government warnings and penalties, seldom imposed, slash and burn techniques continue unabated. Ask the locals and they will tell you ‘This is the way it has always been.’
Ask if they think it is OK and you will probably get a shrug of the shoulders or, at best, ‘What can I do’.
In other words, total apathy.
Having nearly choked to death in Phuket, due to the horrendous forest fires in Sumatra, in September/October I have a more than a vested interest in finding a solution to the Global air pollution problem.
Apart from helping to raise awareness in a small way I am virtually powerless.
And so the global problem of Global warming continues on its merry way and we all suffer the consequences.
You may say ‘The Sun will eventually destroy us so what does it matter anyway.’
I say I am thankful I have no grandchildren!!!
I leave you with this hurriedly written poem induced by indignation and wine and would like you to look at my picture of the beautiful forest I am looking at tonight which is burning as I write.
Why are you killing us?
Burning our land.
You have no rites of passage.
You have no right to stand
I watch in despair,
Each night as I laze.
Your fires that destroy us;
My lungs are ablaze.
The world is at war
With natures reaction,
To warming the globe
And our interaction.
The ice caps are melting.
The land is enveloped.
Species facing extinction.
No chance to develop.
I ask you again,
Please consider your brother.
Remember your learning and
How you treat your mother (Earth).