Historians may look to 2015 as the year when shit really started hitting the fan. Some snapshots: In just the past few months, record-setting heat waves in Pakistan and India each killed more than 1,000 people. In Washington state’s Olympic National Park, the rainforest caught fire for the first time in living memory. London reached 98 degrees Fahrenheit during the hottest July day ever recorded in the U.K.; The Guardian briefly had to pause its live blog of the heat wave because its computer servers overheated.
What does one do when confronted by this mountain of evidence that there’s something seriously wrong with the weather these days?
Do you give in to the worst of the theories that this is the beginning of what will most likely get a lot worst?
Or do you just put your fingers in your ears and continue life as usual?
And if you’re the only one who’s convinced that something bad is going to happen and everyone else is totally nonchalant about it, what then do you do?
If all the ice were to melt Singapore would undoubtedly be covered in water which means my family would be homeless and my nation’s people ‘countryless’. That’s terrible! But that’s also a big ‘if’. We just simply don’t know yet what will happen save till it does. I’m not prepared to run to the hills unless confronted by the unshakeable fact that we’re doomed. But by then it might just be too late to do anything about it.
Now that’s just so heavy I need to go sit down.