Through a series of informative lectures and personal observations that coincided almost perfectly, I find my mind further lost in the hopeless sea that efforts are for such little gain. The world is a global habitat now, and everything will homogenize at alarming rates. This means, for a girl who cherishes diversity in life….that diversity will suffer.
I have long noticed this pattern of righting wrongs and the desire to go back to nature. An overwhelming guilt plagues the wary individuals of successive generations since the human colonization of every continent. This guilt says we have to hit the undo button, or life will spiral downward. I’m one of those wary individuals. I’m stuck at odds with what I love and what I see. And what needs to continue to be. Humans crave stability, but a healthy planet is nothing near 100% stable. And the world is changed daily.
The path I have chosen for education and career is precisely what I was born for. The problem lies in the people. I can’t decide if the people are the problem or the ally. I can’t decide if I’m fighting them or I’m helping them. The name of the game is serving human interest, even in the most grandiose of purported conservation. I’m supposed to speed up the process of managing resources, with this fisheries degree I stand to obtain. But I just don’t know what stable mindset I should support to tackle the vast complexity of issues.
The slew of thoughts I now entertain came from the trigger of a most random event. Last night, I was picking apples from my place of origin in Charlotte, Michigan. I was to bring the produce twenty minutes north to Lansing. And I distinctly remember, as I examined each apple for insects and imperfections, that I had a fleeting concern for the transportation of unknown or unwanted organisms to nonnative habitat. Of course, I had to laugh at myself. Too late for that worry. It was too late before I was born.
Planes take off and land daily from destinations hundreds of miles apart. This happens just…..beyond control. You can’t stop the mixing of life forms. You can’t keep things pure. Pure does not exist. I have even read articles that persuade quite convincingly the likelihood of humans becoming all one race with the increased occurrence of interbreeding. Management processes only slow the inevitable. Because, inevitably, there is no stopping the will of the living. Animals will flourish where they can, just as humans continue to do. Flora, Fauna, pathogens, amoeba, what have you….if it can take over, it will. And that is the reality of all life on earth. Humans unleashed this monstrosity before it could ever emerge on its own. The mixing and mixing that goes on before our eyes. And when we try to impose human interest on it…..
What’s the point?