a suburban greenmom is having a sort of defeated day
This is a post I just found today, even though it’s a couple of months old:
And then I went poking around a little further, and found this:
I’ve been having a harder time blogging lately in general. Part of it is that, after about three and a half years of steady writing and probably well over 800 posts, I’m just a little tired; at some point, one runs out of stuff to say. But I think more of it may be about what this article touches on: I’m beginning to feel a little defeated.
I read articles like these, I look at our 95+ degree Chicago June, watch plants that should be fine shrivel up and conk out while “annuals” I planted last year pop back up as though winter had never happened, I keep abreast of the news with its huge politicization of whether climate change is even real and whether or not it’s anti-American to suggest that states ban disposable plastic bags. I get righteously enraged when I see stupid articles and hear stupid stories about the idiocy of what’s happening, but then I just sort of sigh and go, yeah, that’s nothing new…and I wonder, is anything any of us are doing making a difference at all? Is it…could it be…already too late?
And then I shake my head and go, “naah, I can’t think like that!” and get on with my life. But the question never quite goes away: it sticks, and erodes the soul, and as a side effect makes authentic blog-writing quite difficult at times.
So I’ll ask you guys the question, because I know many other greenies have been at this place at one time or another: How do you get through? Do you think it is too late, and are we at this point just sort of trying to salvage whatever we can?
Can we still save the world?
Jenn the discouraged greenmom