I am sixteen, a radical environmentalist, who is sick and tired of the total lack of leadership shown by governments around the world on tackling climate change.
Why? What is so hard to grasp about it? Burning the world’s supply of Gas, Oil and Coal will release massive amounts of Carbon Dioxide into the Earth’s atmosphere. These gases will create a blanket around the earth. This blanket will not allow heat to escape.
Result? The atmosphere heats up.
My friends and I, how do we feel about this? We are the ones who will have to live through all this, we will have to deal with the consequences, we will have to live with it.
We will be the ones who are charged with cleaning up after our forebears. Ever cleaned a teenagers room? Imagine that on a global scale. In one corner, instead of a pile of old clothes, there will be mountains of waste from the mining industry. In another, piles of dead animals, plants and people.
We do not want to be the worlds cleaners. Have you ever told someone to help clean, because it takes a much shorter amount of time with more than one person? Why can’t the gutless UN Climate Chiefs and cowardly Government agencies actually do something other than sit on their backsides waiting for their next paychecks and the next election? It drives me crazy, the fact you care more for your own pockets and power than you care for the future of the entire planet.
What does it matter if you get thrown out for doing something “Radical”? If humanity survives, you will be remembered as a hero who put the good of the people above your own personal gain. Otherwise, you will fade into that large pile of cowardly, gutless people who never did anything.
How does my generation feel about Climate change? Well, basically, while you’re worrying about your pension fund, and whether your retirement home will overlook the beach, we are worrying about whether we will live to be old enough to even pull in a pension. And forget about a house overlooking the beach, we will be lucky to have a house that isn’t flooded by the end of the century.
To all the government leaders who fly off to lord it over the tropical beaches: In thirty years time a lot of those island paradises will have been utterly swamped. We will never be able to sit on a tropical beach with white sand and turquoise water. The closest we will be able to come to that is sitting on a pile of dirt as we watch the water pass by, too polluted for human contact.
Why can’t you just get off your behinds and actually do something beneficial for the planet? Actually do at least part of your job competently. And yes, I am talking directly to you here, Amy Adams and Simon Bridges.
Simon, what is the point of opening up an area the size of Japan for oil drilling, when we all know it’s just going to run out? And don’t give me that spin of “Foreign investors are queuing up to invest in New Zealand”. It’s rubbish. they are queuing up to rip off our country so they gain a few more measly dollars. It’s pathetic. If I, a sixteen year old can see that, you don’t have a hope in hell of convincing anyone else.
I ask you all: What is more important; Your grandchildrens lives, or the temporary illusion of wealth?
Mull that over for a bit.
My name is Finn Jackson. I turned sixteen this year. I was born into a family of journalists who were very involved in politics. Since birth I have been surrounded by talk of Mayoralty Campaigns and election stratergies. This has influenced my entire life, and has prompted me recently to join the movement for change.