No that is not the working title of this thing before me. But it is the punch line asÂ I’m thinking through the story line of this book idea.
It starts in a tiny community called Floyd where a pipeline threatens the local landscape and lifestyle, and pipelines-plural represent a symptom of a misguided energy policy that would miserably succeed in putting 30 more years of carbon into the atmosphere–unless that gold rush comes to an end.
How would the rush to destruction by heat death come to an end? Invoke aliens. Send civilization back to the dark ages? Eliminate the problem-agent that has pushed so hard against the boundaries of livability on Earth?
JOKE: Two planets are talking to each other–how ya doing, that kind of thing. “Oh says the first planet, I’m not doing very good. I can’t breathe, my gut is all full of nasty stuff, my head is fuzzy. I think I have homo sapiens.” Man, don’t worry about that. I know it’s a drag, but it’s not serious. It goes a way in a couple of centuries. ”
So I have my turning point crisis–there are so many potential drop-off cliffs to choose from–and I don’t want this to beÂ apocalypticÂ but positive, because I think we DO stand a (slim) chance to turn this around.
So what or who might end the carbon gold rush, correct our atmospheric mistakes and let us start again on a right foot in our relationship with the planet that we have so poorly nurtured over the final years of the Industrial Revolution?
More (or less) soon (or later).