You might [or more likely might not] have noticed a marked shift here at the blog away from content with any hope of lifting environmental, sustainability or human-culture topics up into the radar. The blog readership has morphed far away from those interests as far as my efforts could touch.
This doesn’t mean my interests and concerns and hopes have changed–only that I do not beat myself up anymore over the lack of interest of blog readers on matters that seem to me of most urgent importance and therefore of top-level interest.
One of those recurrent themes was the notion that we have entered a new era of human relationship with the planet–a human-dominated tyranny called the Anthropocene.
And even now, from time to time, I’ll post links on those former topics upon which I would have editorialized and opined, but only in the form now of links, and this, more for my own filing of resources than to expect you to read them or comment about them.
So with regard to the Anthropocene, I’ve voiced the notion in the past that it ought to be called the PLASTICENE because it is our laying down of a geologically-brief statum of humankind’sÂ signature effluent. I imagine some distant-future visitor to a people-less planetÂ finding this most persistent evidence of our existence deep in the dust of time. Who were these people?
I’ve said this somewhat as a joke, but now I’m seeing more and more being written about our flagrant dumping of petroleum-based chemical=laced plastics as one of the most foolish things our species does/did to itself. I offer you a few examples, FYI.
And I have just one word for you,Â Benjamin:Â plastiglomerate