The call to environmental arms, with ‘how to be green’ tips facing us at every turn, is ringing in our collective ears. Quite frankly – and whilst I do agree we should pay more respect to our planetary home – I’m sick of it.
Not because I’ve got a bad case of information overload with green guides coming out of my ears. Or even because I’m a hardened eco-freak who’s been re-using, reducing and recycling since I first clapped eyes on Rachel Carson’s eco-lit classic “Silent Spring”. No. it’s because I think the eco trend is, in the long term, such a dismal vision for mankind.
Let me expand on what may seem a heretical view in these unquestionably green-tinged times. Or to put it another way, let me ask you this: what happens when you feel guilty, badly behaved or that you might be responsible for a looming catastrophe? It’s not very fulfilling or inspiring - is it? You get all the dysfunctional thrills of being a naughty child or failed disciple – thereby easily controlled and manipulated.
And that’s my beef - or if you prefer, nut cutlet - with the green movement. Where’s the joy? Where’s the awe? Where’s the reason to get up and go each day - with a song in your heart and a zest for life - if you’re living under an environmental death sentence or at least facing the green finger of blame?
Whole article: http://www.holisticlocal.co.uk/articles/view/890/Indigo+is+the+new+green
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