Went to a presentation I really really should not have gone to today.
Before it kicked off I was saying to a new acquaintance/ally/adversary etc “Oh yeah, I’ve been coming to see this guy for years. It’s never really new. He just plots out how much carbon dioxide we’ve been emitting – not how much we promised, how much we guesttimated but the real numbers. Then he makes some really optimistic assumptions about how sensitive the climate is to us treating it like a sewer. Then he says what that means for how much we’d have to reduce, by when, to have any chance of a vaguely habitable planet. The line of emissions reductions has been getting more and more vertical every time.”
And so it came to pass today, with bells on. 4 degrees by 2050 or so?! wtf?!
Basically, it’s “game over, man, game over.”
It left me – unusually – pensive. Perhaps because my normal coping mechanism – to say out loud that I am bloody glad I don’t have any kids – was not available to me, seeing as I was sat next to someone I really like who, um, has two kids.