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Art Into Life

As wildfires continue their hungry devastation across California and Oregon, we have been re-reading Cormac McCarthy’s The Road, a spare yet powerful novel that we have always thought of as an anticipatory documentary narrative, describing a near future now in the process of presenting itself.

A favorite passage:

 

 

NOTHING TO SEE

 

And the closing passage:

 

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Welcome to the Pyrocene

California wildfires once again remind us that the Climate Emergency is not something that happens in 2030 or 2050: the Climate Emergency is happening right now, and we are in the midst of its varied modes of contagion.

We turn to fire historian Stephen Pyne whose recently updated Fire: A Brief History is highly recommended to those who wish to understand how we arrived into an era he suggests we name the “pyrocene”.

Excerpts from an essay published during last year’s Season of Fire Siege below; images are from news accounts, with captions added by DP.

 

 

LITHIC LANDSCAPE AT FLASH POINT

 

 

CONTAGION UNMASKED WITHIN THE PYROCENE

 

 

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Because They Were Here

Now comes Charles Homans with perceptive comments about the ever-expanding archive of online wildfire videos. The entire essay is worth close consideration. Brief excerpts below, with images from the remarkable video at the heart of his observations.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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From Pliny’s second letter to Tacitus, we read:

“Ashes were already falling, not as yet very thickly. I looked round: a dense black cloud was coming up behind us, spreading over the earth like a flood.’Let us leave the road while we can still see,’I said,’or we shall be knocked down and trampled underfoot in the dark by the crowd behind.’We had scarcely sat down to rest when darkness fell, not the dark of a moonless or cloudy night, but as if the lamp had been put out in a closed room.

You could hear the shrieks of women, the wailing of infants, and the shouting of men; some were calling their parents, others their children or their wives, trying to recognize them by their voices. People bewailed their own fate or that of their relatives, and there were some who prayed for death in their terror of dying. Many besought the aid of the gods, but still more imagined there were no gods left, and that the universe was plunged into eternal darkness for evermore.

There were people, too, who added to the real perils by inventing fictitious dangers: some reported that part of Misenum had collapsed or another part was on fire, and though their tales were false they found others to believe them. A gleam of light returned, but we took this to be a warning of the approaching flames rather than daylight. However, the flames remained some distance off; then darkness came on once more and ashes began to fall again, this time in heavy showers. We rose from time to time and shook them off, otherwise we should have been buried and crushed beneath their weight. I could boast that not a groan or cry of fear escaped me in these perils, but I admit that I derived some poor consolation in my mortal lot from the belief that the whole world was dying with me and I with it.”

 

WE DID NOT LIVE TO TELL THE TALE

 


Our House Is On Fire

As fires continue to devastate the Amazon, another conflagration rages out of control in nearby Bolivia. This week, we relay an outstanding alarm bell essay by a former Bolivian ambassador to the UN named Pablo Solon, translated and published on the website of Ecologist: The Journal for the Post-Industrial Age.

As Solon points out, the Bolivian government appears to think that deforestation is ok if the resulting land is used for the production of “sustainable” biofuels. Such thinking will eventually have unthinkable consequences.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Meanwhile, a fire extinguishing boat has recently arrived on the shores of Turtle Island:

 

 

On arrival, the distinguished passenger shown above stated:

Even on a sailboat in the middle of the Atlantic Ocean, I heard about the forests in the Amazon rainforest — the fires in the Amazon rainforest, yeah. And it is, of course, devastating, and it’s so horrible. It’s hard to imagine. So, I mean, we need to — I mean, this is a clear sign that we need to stop destroying nature, and we need — and our war against nature must end.

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