101: Haunted Palace 3

I am also a we—social contagion in modern horror

‘There is no such thing as disunity.” –The Empty Man, 2020

Fam I have been feeling a little sick the past couple days don’t worry it is not COVID I took a test and PASSED. I am soldiering on though as this week’s newsletter is an absolute must not because of stuff happening in Congress or whatever, but because it is Halloween. That’s right, it is time for another Haunted Palace, in which we plumb the depths of human terror so if you have a heart condition or bladder or bowel control issues, you might want to skip this one. It’s going to get scary.

For a quick recap, in last year’s installment we talked about the horror of your environment turning against you in a little ditty called The Uninhabitable Beach House, and in the very first Haunted Palace, we ventured to the Arctic to feel the frigid, howling terror of humanity’s unceasing urge to explore. This year, we’re going viral, but not in the way you might expect. Ahead are spoilers for The Empty Man, Midnight Mass, Block Island Sound, Satan’s Slaves, and the video for the Radiohead song “Just,” but I will give you a heads up before the worst spoilers.

‘I am also a we’

There was a short-lived science fiction TV series called Sense8, created by the Wachowskis and J. Michael Straczynski with writing credits by award-winning novelist David Mitchell. As the credentials suggest, it was a great show, but it never really caught on, probably because it was super weird, almost aggressively earnest, and also maybe a year or two ahead of growing tolerance for fluidity of gender and sexuality. The basic concept is that there are these eight characters living all over the world and they have this psychic connection, so they feel each others’ sensory experiences and emotions, can communicate with each other, and lend each other their unique skills (you know, like computer hacking skills, martial arts, good driving, etc) depending on whatever they are going up against.

There is this line featured prominently in the second episode, which also serves as the episode’s title: “I am also a we.”

It’s deployed in a literal sense at first, as one of the characters Nomi, a trans woman played by Jamie Clayton, is describing the strength she draws from solidarity in the queer community, knowing that she is not acting alone. But it becomes kind of a mantra for the whole show, as the eight main characters act as both individuals and one entity. Thematically, and you may get where this is going, it applies to all of us. Because all of our actions are guided by and bring consequences for people around us, we are all simultaneously an I and a we.

It’s such a simple, beautiful notion and I get kind of weepy if I think about it too much, and this sense of unity is played, to my recollection, as nothing but a form of power and exuberance in the show. It is a celebratory notion that shatters the day-to-day illusion of isolation.

But lately, during my annual mainlining of a very different kind of genre fiction, I have been seeing a recurring portrayal of a film negative version of this idea. That is, the terror of being a we, both for the fear of the I’s dissolution, and a fear of the power of the crowd. In The Empty Man, for example, barely audible whispers compel masses to annihilation. In Mike Flanagan’s Midnight Mass, we see faith-as-disease drive a tight-knit community to burn itself down. In Block Island Sound, signals from the sky turn salt-of-the-Earth Rhode Islanders into puppets who sacrifice their progeny to the sea.

A chill hang in The Empty Man, 2020

This is an idea within the horror genre that has deep roots, and is historically a portrayal of an invading other. In mid-century America, during Cold War and Red Scare hysteria, it featured in many horror movies and books, most notably Invaders from Mars and Invasion of the Body Snatchers.

In this modern iteration, however, I think something else is going on. It feels less like xenophobia or paranoia about the threat of socialism, although our cups runneth over with both. I’d say it’s more the product of a growing feeling of vulnerability as global crises make our interconnectedness impossible to ignore and strain the tension between the individual and the collective. Our nerves are exposed, and people are feeling a general unease at the I’s loss of primacy, and how the we might turn on us in the face of societal decline.

At one time we were one; we will all be one again

The Empty Man, a 2020 film based on a comic by the same name, was marketed as a teen urban legend story, and didn’t do very well upon release, but got a second wind on HBO thanks to word of mouth. As such, it is far from what I expected. A horror epic (overlong and overstuffed, to be honest) that mutates into like three (four?) different movies, the best way I can describe it, thematically is what if Buddhism but evil.

The premise is that a formerly dormant psychological contagion that is spread through whispers and thoughts makes its way from a cave in Bhutan all the way to Missouri, where—very roughly described—it spawns a doomsday cult that is turning young people to suicide when they come to the conclusion that there is no self. “I came to tell you, I found something so wonderful and so freeing, and it’s helped me to realize that nothing can hurt you because nothing is real,” moody teen Amanda tells our main character James.

The cult, although not explicitly, worships a perversion of Buddhist concepts, that we are not separate from everything else in the universe and only the release of ego can end suffering. “There is only the great, binding nothingness of things. At one time we were one, we will all be one again,” says Stephen Root, stealing the show as always in the role of cult leader. But they take this belief to a nihilist conclusion, and we learn [SPOILER] that the protagonist is not even a person, but a tulpa, an imagined creature willed into being and controlled by the cult. “You’re not your own man, you’re our man,” Amanda reveals at the end. “And isn’t that really what you want in the end anyway? So just let go.”

The terror of the self as a puppet is the concept at the core of Conspiracy Against the Human Race, a pessimist philosophy book by horror writer Thomas Ligotti, who says that our deepest fears derive from the reality, which we mostly ignore, that we are simultaneously conscious beings and automatons activated by some ceaseless animating imperative.

As a species with consciousness, we do have our inconveniences. Yet these are of negligible importance compared to what it would be like to feel in our depths that we are nothing but human puppets—things of mistaken identity who must live with the terrible knowledge that they are not making a go of it on their own and are not what they once thought they were.

Fun stuff! That same feeling in our depths is represented in The Empty Man, but with the twist that the abyss the main character stares into is generated by the crowd—spread through ideas transmitted by this cosmic force they call The Empty Man. It all reminds me of that amazing Radiohead video [spoiler for a 25-year-old music video] where the man is lying frozen on the sidewalk and a growing crowd begs him to tell them why he is stuck there, and when he does, they too must lie on the sidewalk with him.

The Empty Man gives us a similar terror of the dissolution of the ego, instigated by other people. If you think you know who you are and why you do what you do, in other words, think again.

This may remind some of you about a couple of past issues on the idea of behavioral contagion. The economist Robert H. Frank argues that governance must take into account, not self interest as our chief motivating factor, but social factors that can yield positive or negative outcomes. Look at the statistics on the behaviors of the people in our web of social connections, and you’ll see that individual actions are strongly influenced by community, contrary to Americans’ frontier values of independence and self-reliance. In biology too, we see a growing field of study that entire species are subject to needs and offerings of other species in their ecosystems.

Just as in the case of “I am also a we,” this can be an invigorating concept, seeing the individual as part of a great continuity. It reflects Rousseau’s idea that we gain our freedom and humanity by joining with others to decide how we all want to live, rather than as a servant of instinct and self-interest. But this can also be a source of tremendous anxiety for the ego. If I am also a we, then what if I am not even an I at all?

Submission to a higher power

While The Empty Man‘s social contagion occurs through cosmic thought waves, in 2021’s Midnight Mass, it occurs through something that will be far more familiar to many of us—church.

I will say up front that your mileage will vary with Mike Flanagan’s work. I think he’s a master of using horror as emotional metaphor, but his apparent belief that his audience is far too dumb to figure out that metaphor on our own makes long stretches of his shows borderline-unwatchable exposition.

Nevertheless, his work always packs a punch eventually, and the last few episodes of Midnight Mass really do pay off, [SPOILER] and he pulls together this brilliant allegory of a small Catholic church on an island fishing village that, in an attempt to return its residents to their imagined glory days, converts them all into bloodsucking vampires. This is carried out by a well-meaning priest, brilliantly overacted by Hamish Linklater, who starts slipping the congregation vampire blood in the communion wine.

Father Paul that is clearly not an angel that is a vampire bro.

The great thing about Midnight Mass, if you survive the unceasing monologues trying to pass as conversation, is the portrayal of participation in community as a powerful and necessary act, but one that if tainted can lead its participants to carry out horrific acts. It’s the dual nature of unity, which brings salvation and self-forgiveness to our main characters, but also [SPOILER] leads a lot of nice people to drink rat poison, be resurrected as vampires, and burn all their neighbors’ houses down.

I feel like I don’t even need to specify all of the ways we have watched the destructive impulses of a poisoned community unfold in our own lives during the past few years. But we can start with white men marching with tiki torches chanting “you will not replace us,” an authoritarian mob attacking the Capitol based on the gospel of a stolen election, online right wing radicalization, and the refusal of basic public health measures during a pandemic, heavily correlated with political ideology.

The many crimes of organized religion are also well documented, although I am usually not all that interested in fiction about conflicted devotees or disgruntled takedowns of the church. But I was moved by the way Midnight Mass handles faith, respecting it in many different forms as a path to love and healing.

Being part of a community requires that faith, whether religious or not. The most selfless and often the most difficult acts people take—forgiveness, trust, non-violence, service—all involve some kind of risk to the individual. In that sense, being in right relationship with the people around you is, whatever your belief system, a form of submission to a higher power, something bigger than you. That act is so strong and so powerful, but it also requires vulnerability, and when tainted can bring disastrous outcomes.

Disaster poisons the crowd

So assuming I’m right that there’s this underlying anxiety surrounding the relationship between the self and the communal, you won’t be surprised to hear that I think a big part of what is driving it is the background din of global crisis, specifically public health and climate crises. One thing Midnight Mass has in common with the indie horror film Block Island Sound, and last year’s featured fright The Beach House, is that the horror takes place amid environmental chaos. And for some reason, filmmakers’ go-to indicator of environmental chaos is dead animals. [CW: dead animals]

In Midnight Mass, one reason the island community is in such a state of degradation is that some years ago there was an oil spill that poisoned the surrounding waters and destroyed fish populations. There’s also a wild cat infestation on the island that takes an unsettling turn when, as part of the vampirization of the town, the entire population is wiped out, leaving dead cats littering the beach. In both cases, there is a looming sense that the natural state of the island is in disarray.

In Block Island Sound, which takes place on an actual island that we once went to on vacation in the off season and it honestly was a little scary, there’s an otherworldly presence that is driving main characters to black out, wander off in the middle of the night, and bring animals out to the sea on a fishing boat where they inexplicably disappear. There are also mass die offs of fish and birds.

Our main characters are in a similar state of financial vulnerability as the villagers in Midnight Mass, and there’s the same sense of a natural order thrown into disorder. And again, the main characters are turned into puppets by some kind of alien communications from the sky, at one point blamed on the offshore wind turbines that the real life Block Island Sound is regionally known for.

Part of the horror of the film is intergenerational menace. The original villain is the main characters’ father, a craggy-faced oaf who, upon his death, returns as a terrifying spirit from beyond, compelling his son to carry out the same bizarre behavior that led to his demise.

[SPOILER] Eventually the son turns on his young niece, in a puppet-like state, taking her out on the Sound where she will inevitably go the same way as all of the missing animals. This familial violence combined with environmental collapse reflects another fear that runs through all of this horror of social contagion, and that is, how are we going to treat each other when the world that we are familiar with starts to fall apart?

Climate scientists have always been clear that, scientifically, we have the capacity to beat climate change. What they express far more concern about is how humans will behave in response to the growing threat. There is strength to be found in the communal, but how might crisis poison the crowd?

We know from COVID that an environmental threat can turn us into both heroes and monsters. It became almost immediately clear how group behavior gone haywire could directly impact our own fates. Climate change has already brought about tremendous unity and strength, and in other cases, horrific treatment. I think that’s an unspoken backdrop in a lot of horror right now—how we will treat each other when things start to get bad.

From watching these movies or reading these little reviews, it may be tempting to see all of this as an anti-collectivist message, that the moral is, see you can’t listen to other people or next thing you know you are kidnapping your neighbor’s dog or you find out you’re just a tulpa created by a doomsday cult. But I think it’s more complicated than that.

I read it more as a global extension of another long-running horror trope—the Freudian concept of the uncanny, or if we want to be fancy the German unheimlich, which means something along the lines of “not home-like.” Basically when something is similar to a familiar or beloved entity, but in a slightly fucked up way that makes it extremely unsettling.

I will reference one more movie I watched recently which is Satan’s Slaves, an amazing Indonesian horror film in which a Satanic cult is trying to steal away the family’s youngest son, who is this adorable little kid who everyone loves so much. A scholar tells them that the cult will be unable to take the child away so long as the family’s love for each other remains strong, and they all hold him close and refuse to give him up.

His friends are demons.

That seems to work, but then late in the movie [SPOILER] there is a twist and the scholar is like oh shit I translated something wrong, actually your son is not even your son he is the son of Satan and he’s going to stab you and then happily run away with the cult. And the family’s love for him is wrecked in this devastating way.

These stories of social contagion are like that story on a grander scale. It’s an uncanny version, not of familial love, but of love for humanity. The strength and joy in community, poisoned.

Listening

As is tradition, here is my Spooky Scary Spotify playlist which gets a few tracks added every year. Please enjoy:

Watching

Drawing October’s scary movie binge to a close this weekend, and if you did not get enough from the above, all of which I would recommend my cranks aside, here are a bunch more. Some really good ones this year. Here they are in order of best to worst:

  • Satan’s Slaves
  • Malignant
  • Tragedy Girls
  • Autopsy of Jane Doe
  • The Empty Man
  • Freaky
  • Conjuring: Devil Made Me Do It
  • Sleepwalkers
  • Block Island Sound
  • Nightmare on Elm Street 4
  • Midnight Mass
  • Black Christmas
  • Interview with the Vampire
  • Nightmare on Elm Street 3
  • V/H/S 94
  • Super Dark times
  • Classic Horror Story
  • The Wind
  • Strangers: Prey at Night
  • Body Bags
  • Summer of 84

Reading

I feel like horror fans and non-horror fans alike will enjoy the short stories of Argentinian journalist and author Mariana Enriquez. Her Things We Lost in the Fire was one of my favorite books the year it came out and the same can be said of The Dangers of Smoking in Bed this year. She writes about teenage misbehavior, political violence, superstition, and much more. The horror of social contagion looms very large in many of her stories.

That’s what I got for this year Scoobies. I hope you enjoyed it and you recover from your shuddering before too long. If you celebrate the dark arts, have a nice Halloween tomorrow. Give out some candy, play some spooky music, watch a scary movie.

For most of our relationship, Jamie never watched scary movies with me because when she was little she saw The Shining and was so scared she had to sleep on her brother’s floor for like a month. But then all of sudden she decided she wanted to try to watch some scary movies. So we gradually started watching them, and I usually stuck with kind of artsy, tasteful stuff but she said I like these movies but you know what, none of them are very scary. She asked me to come up with some truly scary movies to watch this weekend. So I’m breaking out the big guns and last night we watched Terrified, which scared the shit out of me but she was like, not very scary sorry.

She says it’s because she’s been watching gross murder shows as her form of relaxation for so many years, but I think I just have to find the right poison. Might try The Exorcist or get into some Takashi Miike if I’m desperate. Otherwise I don’t know it’s possible she might be an actual murderer I guess I’ll find out either way.

Boo!

Tate

Crisis Palace 100: The Reader Takeover!

‘A world in which there is room for many worlds’

Death and Life, Gustav Klimt, 1915

Well I asked and you delivered. I didn’t really know what to expect when I decided to do a reader participation issue. The response could have been complete crickets and I would have 100% understood. I don’t even like to open emails, much less respond to them, much less fill out an accompanying survey with essay questions for god’s sake. But a bunch of you were up for it, and I am very grateful.

For starters, I learned a lot about your interests and preferences. I was encouraged that most people don’t seem to mind the length, although I’m sure that’s kind of a self-selecting sample. I was surprised to learn that there’s a lot of interest in philanthropy. I don’t know why I’m surprised, considering that was the primary focus of this newsletter when I started it. But I’ve written about philanthropy since 2014(?) so I usually have an itch to write about different stuff and probably project that onto readers. Clearly there is a lot of interest in how billionaires and wealthy foundations are impacting the world right now, and that will always be a thread in the newsletter. Also a lot of interest in housing, which I totally get.

I also got a lot of extremely helpful suggestions. One theme was that people seem to like the interviews, and want to hear more voices in the newsletter, including from grassroots organizers, people working on just transition, and people from local politics and community organizations. I could not agree more, and in the next phase of CP, I’m going to be doing more reporting and Q&As mixed in with the essays. This has always been something I wanted to do more of, but have had to balance it with time and money concerns. Going forward I’ve freed up a little more space to focus on that kind of thing, which I’m really looking forward to. Always open to suggestions of people I should talk to.

The responses to the writing prompts were so thoughtful, honest, insightful. Full of things I also feel deeply, things I had never considered, and topics I now want to write about. And finally, some much appreciated recommendations of books, music, movies, podcasts, TV shows and more that I will list below.

Also, I’ll do the drawing soon and get in touch with the winners about their winnings. If you didn’t get a chance to respond, you are still more than welcome to. I’ll leave the form open and may include straggler responses in future emails, although you won’t make it into the drawing sorry but there are rules in life.

Thanks again to Tamiko for the inspiration, and Jamie for helping me figure it out. Here we go!

Prompt #1: Do you feel like the world is on fire?

Literally or figuratively. How do you feel climate change impacting your life? What other related crises (democracy, inequality, structural racism, housing, transportation, health, etc) do you feel bearing down on you? What emotional response is this bringing up—anger, rage, motivation, energy, grief, dread, anxiety? Who or what are those emotions directed toward?

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I think about climate change basically all the time. I vacillate between existential dread and hope that we can avoid the worst. Oh and sorrow that my children are going to live in a world that will be more and more disrupted by climate crises for their entire lives.

David Rogers

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I live on an Ionian island and sooner or later we’ll literally burn up—the scars of past wildfires are all over the olive groves and pines near here—and sooner or later we, too, will have to contend with wet bulb 35 events.

But meanwhile we installed heat pumps and plan to install solar electric (the energy company offers the option for buying 100% renewable electricity, but we’d like to also have our own system to power our own little electric car for when the main cable from the mainland goes down). Emotionally, I find some semblance of balance walking the dogs and soaking up the incredible beauty, the warm people’s vibes, but I basically agree with someone (Ada?) who suggested we’re all doomed, and some of us are more doomed than others. (Editor: Indeed it is from Ada, or Ardor by Nabokov)

The other day I spoke with a wealthy man who is planning a massive marina for super-yachts since there are hundreds of them floating in the neighborhood looking for a place to park. But it will be a green marina—they won’t be able to idle their engines while docked but will be hooked up to the solar electric system. How’d it make me feel? I had to laugh… and dust off my old copy of The Monkey Wrench Gang.

Marko di Bello

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I always imagined climate change would happen really quickly one day, culminating in a major catastrophic event where many millions of people would die. I understand now that it’s a slower unraveling, and there are people who will always be able to shield themselves with money and power, people who will never be impacted in a serious way. But there are more of us than there are of them, and in my good moments I think it’s that shared humanity, the desire to live a meaningful life without causing harm to others, that will save us in the end.

Jamie Cerretti

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Yes. And the interconnectedness of all those related crises you list makes me waver between a greater despair and the positive notion that some good progress on any issue will impact many others.

Eric Swedlund

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The alarm is blaring, the doorknob is hot, and the smoke is starting to come in from under the door. What makes it truly terrifying are all the people telling me to just wait for the firefighters to come save us.

Josh Cerretti

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It feels like the conversation about the world being on fire is more present than ever. But the reality is that it’s becoming more of an apathy engine than I would like to see. Too many people either throw their hands up and say oh well, or too many people willing to martyr themselves for the cause. Then there are the often forgotten people who are being ground down by the very system in front of us and don’t have energy, time, or shouldn’t be expected to do much more than they’re already doing unless we’re willing to fight for them. Migrant and incarcerated workers, single parents with multiple jobs or just one grueling one, marginalized people, status insecure or unsafe people, etc.

What I would like to talk more about is sustainable movement ecology. Movements for change and justice are hard but martyring ourselves for the cause is making the decision that it’s okay to recycle the idea of expendability into our movements. No one is expendable, we are all valued and necessary members of society, anything less than that may fall short of a radical vision of the future. And we’ve got plenty of entities working hard to have us fall well short of our goalposts.

Michél Legendre

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Yes, the world feels very on fire. I feel a sense of dread most of the time that I haven’t ever felt before. Dread about what comes next, about not doing enough, about living in this world as a whole person.

Theresa Warburton

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I feel like climate change and capitalism has had an impact on my decision not to have children. There is a sense of hopelessness around it, and an end of the world feeling. But it also encourages me to enjoy the beauty of what we have now and be kind of selfish with my time and my life. I flow between anger and anxiety and ambivalence with all the issues facing our country specifically. I have trouble balancing being super active and angry and removing myself from all of it to a hopeless “fuck it all” state of mind. The anger and anxiety is directed at big, dark money, extreme capitalism, and white supremacy. Basically a lack of empathy from society as a whole, which was born of and is fed by the above.

Amanda McDaniel

Prompt #2: What do you want to build in the next world?

What are the elements of the future world you want to see built or help build? Innovations, infrastructure, community resources, social bonds, organizations, businesses, economies, government agencies—whatever. What actions do you want to take in coming years, individual or collective? What are you excited about? How are the problems discussed above shaping your work (either your job, your art, or volunteering)?

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Like the zapatistas said “a world in which there is room for many worlds.” Too many visions of the future assume we would all like to live the same way.

Josh Cerretti

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Lately I’ve been thinking about the phoenix, and what it looks like to prepare to transform and rise from the ashes of the fire. There’s a group of queer BIPOC that I’ve met online and we are talking about what skills and resources we need during the “great unraveling.” We’re thinking about what it looks like to build small communities across the country that are both self sufficient and connected to each other—queer communities grounded in radical values.

As you’ve said in this newsletter, the way we will survive, and maybe thrive, is by being connected to the people we are in community with. I am thinking a lot about what that looks like in practice, and all the different circles of community I am part of. How do we learn to take care of each other and rely on each other. That will be how we rise from the ashes, I think.

Tamiko Beyer

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I often ask organizers, people in the movement, friends in general what would they do if money didn’t matter and we weren’t expected to work to live. And so many people answer with “work” that would be with their hands. I think there’s something fundamentally human that so many people would do art, woodwork, be farmers, care for people through different mediums, make clothes, but don’t because it’s not seen as a career or sustainable or they have movement work to do.

I want to start building the world where we can fall into joy when we win. Like when we finally roll this boulder up the hill and fall over out of exhaustion, the ceiling that’s collapsing to replace the floor is that world where people can just be. Be in existence, be in their own manifestation, be in community, just be.

Michél Legendre

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I hope we can shift our focus from punishment to accountability, justice, and reparations. So many of the problems we are currently facing seem rooted in our unending thirst to put Black and Brown people in cages or control every aspect of the way they move through the world. I envision a world where true reproductive justice is realized, which requires abolishing the carceral state and ensuring every single person has the ability to choose if, when, and how they parent.

Jamie Cerretti

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What I’m excited about is a project that plans to map the world’s human population into about 100,000 segments of fewer than 100,000 people using existing boundaries, and then characterize the risks and opportunities of each, develop tools to help convey and upgrade/update those characterizations, and then see how many of the ~100,000 “metacommunities” might be engaged through their schools and local orgs to “globalize” their communities, networking with others with the shared vision of leaving no community behind.

Marko di Bello

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Would love to see public education become the heartbeat of our communities, teachers to be respected as professionals and seen as essential to the future of the country. Free college. I support organizations who are working at local political levels on legislation, by sharing their work or giving them funds, helping get the good ones elected. As cliche as it is, I believe the children are our future. They give me hope, we just need to get out of their way at times. Getting more and more old white men out of public offices.

Amanda Williams

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Whatever brings a greater equality between people will have the most lasting and positive impacts.

Eric Swedlund

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I want no more police!

Theresa Warburton

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I want a world where fossil fuel companies no longer exist. And I’d like a relatively healthy democracy where folks’ minimum basic needs like food, water, shelter, clothing, education and health care are guaranteed.

David Rogers

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I’d like to build a world without billionaires.

Pat Wood

Here is one thing that I wrote this week

Reader Recommendations!

Jamie Cerretti:

Pat Wood:

Eric Swedlund:

  • TV Shows: Lodge 49, Reservation Dogs, Stranger Things, Get Shorty, Bosch
  • Music: The Beths, Hiss Golden Messenger, Jason Isbell, Waxahatchee, Lydia Loveless, Khruangbin, Micah McKee
  • Books: James McBride – Deacon King Kong; Luis Alberto Urrea – The House of Broken Angels; crime/mystery series from Tana French, Joe Ide, Attica Locke, Jo Nesbø, Michael Connelly, Alex Segura, Joe R. Lansdale, and more.

Marko de Bello:

  • Foundation, the Apple TV series, is a beautiful disaster, and the premise of trying to establish a foundation to reduce the dark ages from 30,000 years to 1,000 years is a timely one.
  • Woman at War, the Icelandic film about a woman fighting an aluminum plant, dodging drones and shorting out power lines by shooting wires over them, is a minor masterpiece.
  • But my current obsession is anything recent by Andreas Malm, especially podcasts and How to Blow up a Pipeline.

Josh Cerretti:

Theresa Warburton:

  • This Land (podcast) is great.
  • I’ve really been enjoying Brothers on Three, a story of a basketball team on the Flathead Reservation.
  • Slothrust’s new record is really getting me through right now.

Michél Legendre:

  • I love the IDLES band they are incredible. Raw emotion and fun.
  • I’ve also been really getting in touch with more Afro-diasporic music: Francis The Great, Do 7 band, Lord Beginner, Mighty Dougla, Roy Ayers, Sons of Kemet.
  • More music: Kojey Radical, Joy Crookes, Appleby, Oompa (shoutout Boston), Arma Jackson, Oscar Jerome, Miraa May, Bakar, Tonina – Calypso Blues, Shungudzo – It’s a good day
  • Poetry: Porsha Olayiwola, Tamiko Beyer, Jericho Brown
  • Books: anything Amitav Ghosh, bell hooksThe Will to Change, Teju Cole – Open City

Amanda Williams:

  • Ted Lasso – what a gift of joy
  • Sex Education, as graphic as it is, it’s a show about hope and inclusion and loving and accepting yourself.
  • Schitts Creek of course
  • CODA

David Rogers:

BONUS:

You gotta check out Michél’s Spotify playlists:

And take us in for a landing Slothrust!

There you go folks, takeover complete. That was so fun. Thank you everyone for your great insights and recommendations and the many books I have added to my reading list. I hope to do another of these someday, maybe issue 200!

And more than anything, thanks for subscribing and reading. I’m lucky enough to have a pretty good day job, but being a journalist or a writer or someone who works in digital media can be a dark endeavor, one that runs at a painful speed fueled by clicks, likes, shares, retweets, where young journalists get paid 50 bucks to write a 200 word blog post about something Machine Gun Kelly tweeted about Slipknot until one day the publication they write for is inevitably bought by a hedge fund and they can’t even go back to selling weed because it’s legal now. Even Substack—the platform where this newsletter started out, which is great software and home to some of my favorite writers—has come to represent this relentless conversion of thought into capital at a massive scale, demanding every one of us to be not just reporter, writer, thinker, but a digital entrepreneur.

I have found that this little newsletter provides a safe harbor from all that. What started as yet another self-promotional tool turned into a refreshing new writing practice. And that turned into what I now think of as my own zine, a little baby publication I send out to you all via wordpress plugins instead of xerox machine. (I know some of you freaks would LOVE it if I printed and mailed this to you.) Everyone knows that a zine is nothing without the community of people who subscribe, read, and pass it along. So thanks again, and as long as you keep checking the mailbox, I’ll keep running off copies.

Tate

99.5: A gift to you from Crisis Palace

I am passing the microphone to you—and giving some of you a little present

Magnolias on Gold Velvet Cloth, Martin Johnson Heade, 1888.

If there are any real number-heads out there, you may have calculated that the next issue of this newsletter will be the 100th. (This one does not count because I say so.) That is a lot of emails, a lot of words, a lot of me talking to you about things I am cranky about in whichever week.

To mark this centenniary, I would very much like to pass the microphone over to you all. I know most of you probably don’t know that much about each other, unless you have like hacked into my mainframe, but trust me, you are a very smart, cool, funny, insightful bunch of people. I mean, the responses to the Dune issue alone.

So specifically, via a little survey, I would like to hear your brief thoughts about the issues and themes that we’ve been talking about all this time, plus just a little feedback on the newsletter. I would also love to round up some music/TV/books that you have loved lately. If I get a critical mass of responses, we can do a reader takeover for the 100th issue next week.

***In return for this nugget of labor I am requesting, if you fill out this questionnaire, I will add you to a drawing in which three people will receive a book that has been featured in the newsletter, as a special little thank you.***

Choices include: All We Can Save, The Uninhabitable Earth, Ministry for the Future, Last Days by Tamiko Beyer, or any novel by Cadwell Turnbull or Sam J. Miller. Or if there are any others you recall that I mentioned in the newsletter that you’d rather have, I’ll see what I can do. Books will be purchased through Papercuts, a small, woman-owned bookstore here in Boston that also runs its own feminist small press. And I will throw into each package a piece of black tourmaline, the official gemstone of Crisis Palace, as a keepsake. It is a grounding stone that protects against stress and bad vibes—or just a cool looking rock you can keep on your desk. And yes I will pay for the shipping don’t worry I’m not going to do you like that.

I should also say that the idea for these writing prompts, and doing a contest/survey was inspired by ~aka completely stolen from~ Tamiko and her newsletter, Starlight and Strategy, which is the best go subscribe now.

OK so what do you have to do?

This little online form linked here will offer a few very brief questions about this newsletter, just for my own use. Then, you will find two prompts that will ask you for your thoughts on Crisis Palacey concerns. You can write a couple sentences or a couple paragraphs, or if you have a lot on your mind, I don’t know just go wild.

You don’t have to answer everything, only what speaks to you (although come on give me just a little something if you want to be in the drawing you know what I’m saying).

The deadline is in one week, end of day Thursday, October 21.

Your responses may be featured (credited or anonymous, up to you) in next week’s newsletter, and I’ll include your media recommendations too. I can’t emphasize this enough, I am really hoping to not have to come up with anything on my own next week. I want to be able to really phone this one in.

Finally, if you are like, give me a break man I don’t want to have to mess around with some google form, the questions are all below. You can always reply to this email with your responses below. EASY.

Survey

These responses are just between you and me, to help me plan future newsletters.

What are your favorite parts of the newsletter? (pick two)

  • Main essay
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  • Music recommendations
  • Book/comics recommendations
  • TV/movie recommendations
  • The cute little endings

Would you prefer the emails to be…

  • a little shorter
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  • about the same

What have been your favorite past topics/past issues?

What topics would you like to read about (or read more about) in the newsletter?

Who would you like me to interview? (either people in certain fields or specific individuals)

Writing Prompts for Crisis Palace 100!

Responses will potentially be included/excerpted in Crisis Palace 100. If you do not want your answers to be published or you only want them to be used anonymously, it’s no problem, just let me know in your responses. Don’t worry about punctuation, spelling etc., I’ll clean em up.

Prompt #1: Do you feel like the world is on fire?

Literally or figuratively. How do you feel climate change impacting your life? What other related crises (democracy, inequality, structural racism, housing, transportation, health, etc) do you feel bearing down on you? What emotional response is this bringing up—anger, rage, motivation, energy, grief, dread, anxiety? Who or what are those emotions directed toward?

Prompt #2: What do you want to build in the next world?

What are the elements of the future world you want to see built or help build? Innovations, infrastructure, community resources, social bonds, organizations, businesses, economies, government agencies—whatever. What actions do you want to take in coming years, individual or collective? What are you excited about? How are the problems discussed above shaping your work (either your job, your art, or volunteering)?

Recommendations

Finally, what are some books, TV shows, movies, podcasts, articles, music that have served you well in the past couple of years? As many as you want. Again, let me know if you don’t want me to credit you by name and would prefer to be anonymous.

Thank you. And thank you for being a part of this project for 100 issues.

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Tate

99: ‘Every city is a war’

An interview with Sam J. Miller, author of The Blade Between and Blackfish City, on community organizing, how fiction can change the world, and finding joy during apocalypse.

The Wild Beasts of the World. Finn, Frank and Austen, Winifred. 1909

Sam J. Miller is a writer of science fiction, fantasy, and horror, all told with crackling prose, unforgettable characters, and a dizzying number of cool ideas. The first story of his I read was We Are the Cloud, a queer cyberpunk love story set in a youth group home in the near future, and I have been a big fan ever since. I am not alone—Sam’s work frequently makes must-read lists and best-of anthologies, he’s won a Nebula Award and a Shirley Jackson Award, and been nominated for too many to list here.

His award-winning 2018 novel Blackfish City set a new standard for climate fiction, although that doesn’t come close to describing a book set in a post-apocalyptic floating city in the Arctic run by organized crime and artificial intelligence, where our hero rides atop an orca and has a polar bear as a sidekick. Sam’s latest book, The Blade Between, is a beautiful but conflicted love letter to the small town in New York where he grew up, and simultaneously a chaotic horror story about gentrification and the ghosts of whales.

In all cases, his work is deeply concerned with matters of justice and injustice, and often serves as an indictment of power structures that lift some up and hold most down. But remarkably, his work is never preachy or prescriptive, guided instead by empathy and an appreciation of the complexities of the world. Much of that insight comes from his former day job as a community organizer in New York, which he did for 15 years while working on his fiction in the late nights and early mornings.

I had a terrific conversation with Sam about his work as an organizer, his problems with apocalyptic fiction’s “pornography of suffering,” and how storytelling can serve a similar function as protest. Here it is, condensed and edited for clarity, as we do.

A technical note, if the full interview gets cut off in your email, you can always bring it up in a browser here.

I remember when I first read one of your short stories, We Are the Cloud, I was taken aback by it, in a good way, because it felt kind of radical. A lot of your writing feels like it has this dissatisfaction or anger at power structures. So I’ve always wondered, to what extent are you doing that intentionally and to what extent do you see your writing as a sort of project of social change or your politics?

Well, approximately 100%. I mean, I do really feel like it’s all political. It’s all shit I’m pissed off about. You know, I have a lot of things that I’m angry about and a lot of ways in which I wish the world was different. And that goes back to being a 14, 15 year old kid when my father’s butcher shop went out of business because Walmart came to town, and becoming a vegetarian and learning about global capitalism and exploitation and the exploitation of human labor and animals. And then coming of age as a queer person in a super homophobic world, and dealing with a lot of the toxicity of masculinity and the expectations of boys. 

So, yeah, that’s always been a huge motivating factor in my fiction, is the things that piss me off and the ways in which I wish they were different, or the ways in which I could imagine change happening. Or just bloody revenge on jerks. 

So yeah, We Are the Cloud, like a lot of my fiction, came from the place of having been a community organizer for many years, working really closely with a lot of people who are in situations really similar to the ones that the characters of that story are in, and just being super infuriated at the way the world treats them. The way systems that are supposed to help them actually exploit and manipulate and marginalize them. 

But also the kickass power of them, like the incredible strength and ability and sense of humor and creativity and all these other things that people have in situations like that. And so wanting to explore that as a superpower, as like, yes, people are in terrible situations, but those terrible situations often are the source of people’s awesomeness, or their awesomeness is formed in opposition to or in spite of, or in defiance of all of that. So yeah, people are magic, people are amazing. They’re also terrible, but that’s also a thing that I write stories about.

I know a fair amount about your career as a writer, but I don’t know that much about your career as an organizer, other than that you worked with Picture the Homeless in New York for a long time. Would you be willing to give me the broad strokes? 

Yeah, so when I first moved to New York City, I worked in publishing. I had a job at a book packager that was creating, like cookbooks and lifestyle books. And this was also, you know, late 2001, early 2002, so there was a lot of really active work being done around the response to 9/11. And fighting back against the push for war, and the really rampant abuses of the civil rights of immigrants, especially immigrants from the Middle East. And so I was sort of having this day job of putting together a Christmas cookbook and night job of going to meetings and planning protests. I once had a breakdown of like, trying to find the right piece of art for Santa Claus to go in the lower left hand corner of the page, and I was just like, my Jewish relatives are spinning in their graves. 

I got laid off in the economic downturn of 2003, started doing activism full time, and fell into community organizing. And was really fortunate to end up with Picture the Homeless, which is a great group that was founded and is led by homeless people. They’re about coming together to fight for solutions to the problems they face, and to really ensure that that organizing is led by homeless people. And so it’s not about people who have never experienced homelessness, but studied it in college, or people who are civil servants with good intentions, but no experience of the realities of homelessness, making decisions, shaping policies that homeless people will have to live with. 

I was there for 15 years exactly, and got to just do the most amazing work and organize some incredible protests and help support some great campaigns and we ended up effecting well over 100 concrete policy and legislative changes from really small stuff to pretty big stuff. Ultimately—and I think this is something that happens to a lot of people, especially in community organizing, which requires a huge amount of emotional and physical labor—I had reached a place where I was just like, I think there need to be younger, better people doing this work now, because I’ve acquired the cynicism that I had observed and hated in older organizers.

Do you have any particular points of optimism or pride from that period? Or on the flip side, is there anything in particular that you feel disappointed by coming out of that work? 

I think that spending any amount of time in or around the nonprofit industrial complex leaves you with a really sour taste in your mouth. It’s just really, really hard work that is underfunded and under resourced. And especially for people of color, people from low-income backgrounds. There’s no safety net, there’s no retirement funds, there’s no 401K’s. And I had seen some really amazing organizers who didn’t get to grow old, because they got to a certain age and the work killed them, or they had to bail out of it. 

You have to acknowledge that the whole way the 501(c)(3) tax code is structured is to prevent organizations from effecting systemic change. The question then becomes, do you believe that within the extreme limitations of day job activism, that you can create change? And as long as you believe that, then that’s great. And then you reach a point sometimes where you don’t, or you think that the sacrifices it asks are too much, the framework for change is too limited. So those are the things, the cynicism, the anger, the resentment, the things that I walked away from that I don’t love.

But what I do love, and the best part, is always the people. I got to meet and work with so many amazing people who inspire me to this day in so many ways, and who I still count as friends. Just so many great people. People who are dealing with unimaginable trauma on a daily basis, and still come to the office every day committed to fighting for nonviolent social change. That’s the kind of thing that makes you feel like, yes, the world can be changed. Even if I can’t do it right now in this way.

I think I recall you saying on a podcast something along the lines of, you’re not really writing to convert people or convince people of something. You’re writing to energize people who are in the fight. Am I getting that right and is that still how you feel? 

This is an insight from activism and organizing. When you’re marching down the street with a bunch of people and you’re chanting something, you’re not really doing it to change anybody’s mind. Because the people who are like sitting in their cars fuming that you’re blocking traffic, with their he-who-shall-not-be-named bumper sticker. They’re not going to be like, oh, I never thought of it that way. 

Your sign is so clever...

Exactly. I’ve made a shit ton of protest signs in my day, and I’m proud of many of them, but I’m under no delusions about their ultimate effectiveness. But, you know, I was at a protest the day after the 2016 election. And we were all stunned and shocked, and what made that protest amazing was just seeing the way that people who were scared and upset and angry—the way that they responded was what was energizing, and why we were there. Not because we thought people were going to be like, oh, well in that case, let’s do another election. No, what’s important is making people feel like the thing that they believe, the thing that they’re angry about, that there’s other people who are out there saying it. And therefore, if they say it, if they act on it, if they do something, then that’s great. And it’s safe to do that. 

I think it’s similar with fiction. I would love to believe that a beautifully written story about somebody who goes on a journey from climate change denier to climate change activist would inspire somebody to make that journey. But I also feel like that’s kind of a naive belief, and not really how that typically happens.

I think that it’s definitely possible that somebody who hasn’t made up their mind might make up their mind differently. But typically, I’m writing more for the person who’s like, I think that sounds really interesting. Or I wanted to believe that there was a future that isn’t an ocean full of plastic fragments, and then I read that story about a future where genetically modified fungus has been developed to do everything plastic does, but be biodegradable, or whatever. To tell the stories that can make people think that there’s hope, that there’s possibility, that there’s a reason to get involved. So yeah, you had it mostly right. For me, I’m not really talking to the people who are probably, at least ideologically, my enemies.

There’s this great book Twitter and Tear Gas by Zeynep Tufekci, and she writes about Occupy and Arab Spring, and how a big part of their point was that they created these little communities that reflected how the people wanted to live. You know, there were like, cashless transactions…

Libraries…

Yeah, exactly. And that reminds me of how, in a way, writing stories can be like that. You’re carving out these little worlds for people who want the world to be better, even though it’s not.

And those hopefully will be incubators for people who will make the world better. I think that the far right has historically done a really good job of creating little incubators for people who are going to go out and change the world. And I wish they weren’t doing such a good job of it. But yeah, that’s the power of a space like Occupy or even Twitter. As much as it is annoying, social media can be a place to come together with people who can inspire and excite you about transforming your feelings into action.

Yeah, definitely. I wonder, when you were growing up, did you find your politics and your interest in fantasy and sci-fi and horror to be related? Did they feed into each other at all?

I don’t know. Who can say what’s going on in here? I do think there is a similar sort of giddiness I get from great speculative fiction and great activism and that sense of possibility. You know, like the first time you encounter Octavia Butler or Ted Chiang or Ray Bradbury, when you’re like, oh, you can do this?? Oh! And that’s similar to the idea of like, oh I’ve never met these people before and I’m sitting down planning a protest with them and I love them. So I think it definitely comes from a place of being unsatisfied with reality and wanting to imagine a better reality. And books have historically been an escape and a safe place when I was a little queer boy in a small town where shit wasn’t safe. So I think that there’s definitely similar wellsprings to them.

OK let’s talk about some of your books. I want to talk a bit about Blackfish City because I really enjoyed it and I think about it a lot. What made you want to write a book about, I mean, it’s not solely about climate change, but it’s a lot about climate change, or at least post-climate collapse. And how did you come to your particular approach to it?

Yeah, that book came from like, a ton of places. The real sort of nucleus of it, where the city of Qaanaaq came from, was a short story I wrote called Calved, which was published in Asimov’s, that is about a person who is displaced from a sunken Manhattan and ends up in this floating city. And that was really about American xenophobia and the fact that most of the immigrants coming to America from Central America are coming here because of environmental and economic devastation wrought by the United States on their home countries and their home economies. And so the irony of like, we fucked up their countries, we fucked up the environment, and then when they come here, we give them shit about it, when it’s our fault, right? So imagining what happens when the American xenophobes are the ones who have to go somewhere else because their homeland has been destroyed and then get treated like shit for trying to find a halfway decent life. And so that cyclical nature of oppression was part of it.

But also, I obsess a lot about climate change, I think a lot about mass extinction, I love animals. And thinking about the horrors that we are unleashing on the planet is really upsetting to me on a daily basis. And it’s legit the kind of thing where you’re like, it’s really hard to justify life, and staying alive and feeling good about the future, when this is the toll of human life and human existence. So that’s just sort of a general constant backdrop of my brain of like, we are monsters, we deserve to go extinct. But also, I was responding semi-consciously to a lot of the zombie apocalypse narratives and The Road by Cormac McCarthy, which I hated.

Ooh I would love to hear more but go on.

You know, the idea of the apocalypse is constantly invoked in science fiction, but it’s usually some bullshit that’s never going to happen, as opposed to the very real thing that is happening right now, right? Because the zombie apocalypse, we can enjoy those narratives without thinking, oh, I really should stop creating zombies. You know, The Walking Dead doesn’t make anybody go like, oh let me change my behavior. But climate change apocalypses are like, we’re doing it right now, every time we fucking get a Starbucks. So I wanted to sort of reroute an apocalypse narrative into—no, think about the shit you’re doing. 

But also the other thing that I hate about a lot of those narratives, especially The Road is just the pornography of suffering and the utter fuckedness of it all, as opposed to like, well no, there are still gonna be some awesome things, and there might be some new awesome things. And even when we’ve lost all of this, there’s still the potential for change and for coming together and for building community and fighting back. So, you know, it was about responding to, inverting and also like, undermining the apocalypse narrative.

I’m glad you brought that up because one of my favorite things about Blackfish City is the fact that you make it very clear that there’s still joy in this world. There’s one part in particular where one of the characters and his grandfather are talking and then all of a sudden, they see two seals bump chests, and they just laugh for a second. So even in this city that is horribly fucked up in all these different ways, this grandfather and grandson are still like, “oh look, seals!”

Even if they’re both terrible people. 

Yeah, right. 

They’re still people.

I wonder if you could talk a little about why you are so averse to that kind of disaster porn and why you’re so insistent on including the fact that this is just part of life for people and they’re going about their daily business.

I think part of it is just, it’s boring, right? The unrelenting heaviness and misery. We just watched Mare of Easttown, which in many ways is a staggering achievement, and in many ways is just so fucking grim and bleak. It’s like, oh, and then this person got into a car accident. Oh, look, the baby didn’t drown in the bathtub, and that’s the happy ending to this episode. And so yeah, it’s easy to make people feel things if you go that route, and many people really appreciate and value that opportunity to feel things. So it’s legit, but it’s not what I want to do. 

A big part of it is, I’m trying to psych myself out here. And if I can psych somebody else out, then that’s great. I’m trying to tell myself that there’s hope, that there’s possibility. And I don’t want to tell a narrative that’s just like, everything is terrible. Let’s have a few moments of joy and beauty in amongst all the horror that will inevitably swallow us—because that’s what life is! Life is misery with pockets of joy and bliss and beauty and whatever else we look for in life. And stories are where we can imagine that. So yeah, trying to trick myself, and if other people get tricked in the process, bonus.

Similar to that, I was thinking about how there’s always this debate in science fiction of whether it’s too optimistic or pessimistic, right? One thing that’s cool about Blackfish City is that it’s very hard to define clearly whether it’s dystopian or utopian. Where do you fall on whether science fiction needs to be more of a tool to present a bright future or whether it should be something that scares the shit out of us?

I mean, my particular axe to grind with a dystopia/utopia conversation is that life right now is utopian for many people. There’s lots of people in the world who enjoy unimaginable comfort and abundance. And there’s tons of people for whom life is utter dystopia, rivaling anything in The Walking Dead. And working with homeless folks in New York City, I was able to see that every day. So I don’t think there’s ever been a point in human history where that hasn’t been the case—utopia for some and dystopia for more. And it’s also hard for me to imagine a future where that’s not the case, although I would love to. But no, I think that that’s just how life is going to be. 

If you’re living in dystopia, it’s a function of who you’re hanging around with or who you are, not what the world is like, and so I’m trying to say, here’s what life is like for this person who’s socioeconomically disadvantaged versus someone who’s super wealthy and powerful—and you know what, neither one of them is happy or they’re unhappy over different things. When I say that people are living in utopia and enjoying unimaginable abundance and comfort, that doesn’t mean they’re not subject to heartbreak and grief and loss and mourning and frustration. So yeah, everybody’s screwed. That’s where I’m coming from. That’s where my stories end up.

There is a line in Blackfish City that I always really liked, in this moment when the characters are like, holy shit everything is about to change right now. You call it “Terrifying, but also thick with magnificent possible outcomes.” And I wonder if you’ve experienced moments like that and also, what do you think it takes to get to those points?

I mean, I think that a lot of it is personal and a lot of it is individual, and I think that those moments come along occasionally and they are often connected with like trauma or crisis or transition. I went to the Clarion science fiction writers workshop in 2012. And that’s a six-week intensive workshop that’s in San Diego away from your life and job and family. And a bunch of people in my class ended up getting divorced after that. Because when you step away from your life like that, you suddenly see it differently and the things that you had grown accustomed to, and maybe the things that you didn’t love, but you had made your peace with, you can suddenly see differently. So those moments of transition where like, maybe we got fired, maybe we lost someone we love, maybe we got dumped, suddenly, it’s like we’ve been jolted out of the way we thought the world was. And that can be a really powerful moment for transformation. 

And the same thing happens in the world, like a political moment. I think that a lot of times elections serve as that moment of oh, now I’m scared, or now I’m empowered and excited. You know, I think that in a lot of ways COVID has been that. Like, oh, we’re not traveling on jets anymore and we actually don’t seem to be suffering as a result of it. So maybe some of the wasteful habits we have have changed. I feel like my relationship to nature changed when I was not in the workaday grind all the time. So I think that moments of societal transition can also be that. 

But often it’s like, who is best positioned to take advantage of transformation? It’s the wealthy and the powerful. I feel like there was rhetoric around 9/11 of, oh, the old geopolitical order is crumbling and now we’re going to see the potential for new alignments, and what actually happened was just racism and xenophobia and anti-Islam and war and militarism and military profiteering just surged. So I think the potential is there for change and usually the change is taken advantage of by the people who are financially the most able to. But that’s not always going to be the case and it’s not going to be the case for everybody. 

Okay, one more question on Blackfish City and that is about one of my favorite lines of yours, which is, “Every city is a war.” And that whole passage is such an amazing insight and such a different insight than the way a lot of I guess rich liberals tend to view cities as these paradises of perfection and openness.

Coexistence, diversity, everyone’s happy, I can get all the good food I want…

Look at this amazing Ethiopian restaurant I can go to, yeah. But I think that’s very counter to the way that like ordinary ass people experience it, so I am curious if your thinking has changed much on that over the years. Do you still agree with that sentiment? 

Oh yeah. Oh yeah. And you know, it’s like, who are you and where are you in the city and in the ladder of the city to see it that way or not see it that way, right? You know who knows that it’s a war? The people who can’t pay their rent and are about to get evicted because their landlord doesn’t give a shit about them as people. And so that’s a war right? 

We we want to tell ourselves that everyone gets along great, but it’s a lot of competing interests for scarce resources. It’s a lot of struggle for power and dominance. You know, I ride my bike in New York City and it’s a nightmare city to bike in, and every cab driver is at war with every bicyclist. And the wars between putting pressure on politicians to create more bike lanes to make it safer, versus demolishing bike lanes and making the city better for drivers is real. 

So yeah, I definitely think that’s still the case, but I also think that that doesn’t mean that the other narrative isn’t true. That this is the city where all the people can get along and we don’t hate each other because of who we are, or if we do, we know not to say that or let that lead our interactions, right? We’re still going to be civil to each other, we still understand that no one is garbage. And that everyone has the power to fuck you up if you insult them. It’s a model of coexistence, and a model of collaboration and an active, beautiful experiment—at the same time as it’s a cutthroat, brutal conflict.

Do you ever see a world in which a city is not a war? I think some people might think of this as like a post-capitalist age or a post-scarcity age. Can you imagine that? Or do you think it’s just always going to be a slog like this, with good stuff and bad stuff?

I mean, I definitely see the potential to make certain aspects of that war less egregious, right? If everyone had the right to a place to live, that war would be less horrific. If everyone had a job that enabled them to take care of their family, that war would be less horrific. So I think that the terms of the conflict can shift and will shift, but it’s always going to be like a business owner trying to make a profit whose needs are directly opposed to their dishwasher, right?  

I don’t know that in a non-capitalist or post-capitalist system that that would still be the case, and this is the old debate about what we think of as human nature. Is that human nature or is that conditioned by capitalism? When I think people are fundamentally selfish and exploitative and prone to making decisions that are in their own interests, even if it hurts others—is that real? Is that universal? Has that always been true? Or is that just because we live in a shitty system where you are incentivized to do all those things? I would love to believe that that’s the case and that there’s another vision of human nature. I’m not sure if I’m convinced of that. Or if my beliefs one way or the other make a fucking whit of difference.

But yeah, I could imagine it being different. And of course, when I say every city is a war that’s not a literal statement. It’s just that there are always going to be conflicting interests. Those conflicts, I can’t imagine those things not still being the case, even if they look super different.

Okay, let’s talk about The Blade Between, which is another one I really enjoyed and I have similar conflicted feelings about where I grew up as I gather you do. You did a really great job of capturing this fear and dread about our hometowns and also the places that we’re currently living, how they’re changing underneath us. It also feels like a really personal book. And so I wonder what made you decide to go down that road and take on those issues in such a personal way, especially?

That was a book that popped into my brain and really rose to the surface when a lot of complicated feelings and anger and sadness and frustration and guilt that had been percolating in inchoate form, suddenly crystallized into a story that I got really excited about. 

The immediate impetus for it was my father, who really loved Hudson, and had been a really important part of its sort of landscape. And I hated Hudson and ran screaming as soon as I could. And so caring for him in his last years and coming to see the Hudson that he saw, and having to juggle those two Hudsons—the shitty homophobic bullying place, and the beautiful, cool place where everyone knew each other, and people were friendly, and had a sort of mentality of like, we are a community.

That really comes through, especially in the way that you treat your characters. You’re very fair and empathetic with your characters. I feel like when I read your books, it’s hard to tell who the bad guy is or who the good guy is. Even the worst guys make some good points sometimes, and even your heroes, like Ronan, for example, does a lot of shitty stuff, no offense. 

So part of me just wants to ask who is the good guy in your books. But I guess another way to put that is, do you feel like you do have some people in your books who provide a moral compass? Or do you feel like they’re all just kind of a wreck in their own ways?

Yeah, everyone’s a mess. Everyone’s a total wreck. I was a cinema studies major in college and one of my favorite films is Jean Renoir’s Grand Illusion. And this quote, actually, I think is in The Rules of the Game. But one character says the only really terrible thing in life is that everyone has their reasons. And that has sort of always been my approach. There’s a quote from The Talented Mr. Ripley, where he’s like, you know, no one thinks they’re a bad person, whatever you do, no matter how horrible, it all makes sense to you. And so that’s always been my approach, that even the biggest jerk in the world believes that they’re acting in the best interests of themselves, of their family, of their country, of their company. And it’s my job to sort of bring humanity to them. Because otherwise, I’m going to go crazy with rage at this jerk or that jerk. I’m going to forget that they’re human. 

At Clarion, one of my teachers was Holly Black, who’s an amazing writer, and she said, if you’re going to make a political point in fiction, you almost have to argue the opposite. Because if you just present that this is wrong, this is wrong, this is wrong, this is right, people are going to be bored and annoyed. If they agree, they’ll just be like, whatever. And if they don’t agree, they’ll be mad. So if you genuinely want to write fiction that addresses these complex issues, you have to give it the space to not be villainized or stigmatized, to be a legit perspective, even if you think it’s terrible. Because plenty of people have it. So yeah, that’s always been my approach. 

Actually, the novel that I’m working on now, I think finally does have like a real legit villain, but that’s mostly because it is a sentient AI. Insofar as a character is human, they’re probably redeemable, even if they will also die horribly on my watch.

There’s another big theme in The Blade Between, which honestly surprised me a little. You know, when I heard you had written a book about housing and gentrification, I was like, “Yeah, Sam’s gonna burn the whole fucking thing down!” And you do in a lot of ways! But there’s also a very strong message of mending rifts and healing. [SPOILER!] Toward the end, residents start a kind of truth and reconciliation commission.

How much of that do you think is actually possible? Do you think that there is a way to mend these divisions, but also just connect with and be kind to people who we might really hate at the moment?

So, yes, I do think that we have no choice but to figure out a way forward from conflict that is going to honor the conflict and acknowledge that the conflict happened or is happening. And I think that if you look at American history, you can see really clearly the consequences of trying to pretend nothing happened. And the fact that we are still dealing with white supremacy as a fundamental fact and driver and engine of American politics, is because we didn’t have the hard conversations and do the difficult reparations and sit down together to figure out that, no, we share this. Neither of us is going anywhere. So how can we figure this out? 

So with gentrification, that’s something like working on it, paying attention to it, fighting for change around it. I would love for us be able to snap our fingers and all of the gentrifiers will go away, and all of the displaced people will come back, and everything will be great. But I don’t think that’s reality and I think that that isn’t even a desirable outcome, right? That if that did happen—well okay, it’s probably a desirable outcome [laughs]. But it’s not a possible one. And I think that what we really have to do is acknowledge that, no, if I’m a white person who moves into a community of color, I have accountability to my neighbors, I have common bonds with my neighbors, I have an obligation to be part of the community. And that means acknowledging that we have shared interests, and that we have to engage in dialogue. 

This is why elections are unsatisfying outcomes to conflict because, okay, so this side won, but that just means that the other side is going to still be pissed and want to come back harder and do nasty shit to not lose next time, right? So there’s a kind of non-zero sum game that we need to be playing and that historically has been played, and that I think can happen. I think Cadwell Turnbull’s work is a great example of how that can happen in compelling narrative ways. And there’s models for cooperative economics and cooperative political systems that point towards that. 

So I don’t necessarily believe that it’s easy. I don’t know that I would wager money on it being likely. But you know, we’re here to tell stories to make us believe that justice is possible, right? We don’t want every ending to be happy. But we want every ending to feel just. If the bad guy wins, there has to have been a cost, right? If the good guy loses, there has to be a victory, right? So as writers, as storytellers, we have the power to give people that. Justice is a thing that is not present in the real world and we can create the conditions for that. And so we model that, in whatever way feels honest and true and possible and powerful.

That is a great point to end on. Sam, I really appreciate it. This has been great. Thank you so much.

This was a pleasure. This was a great conversation. I appreciate you reaching out.

Good interview right? What a smart person, what a fun person to talk to.

Well we are deep into Halloween season and fall in New England which is the best time of year here by leaps and bounds and kind of the only reason worth living here just kidding but not kidding. Last weekend we went to Salem for the day, which was pretty ill-advised as we did not realize the extent of the tourism Salem now attracts during October. There were mobs of people from like Texas or Virginia or Chelmsford, walking around in sparkly purple witch hats and shirts that say “Squad Ghouls,” eating hot dogs and going to haunted magic shows in tents. So it was honestly kind of horrifying and not really in a good way. As my friend Theresa said “sounds like where Halloween goes to die.” 

But you know what, people were having fun so who am I to judge *wink wink* and we had a very good time too. Salem is still such a cool little town with great spots like Hive and Forge, which is owned by some friends of ours and HausWitch, where we picked up a lot of cool new witchy shit. You gotta support your local peddlers of dark arts and scented candles people.

I hope you enjoyed this interview as much as I did, and I also hope you are getting nice and spooked these days, within your own comfort level that is.

Tate 

98: Rewriting our own story

Ministry for the Future tells the greatest story of our time, brilliantly, and with no resolution

Princesses Astrid and Ragnhild Coasts, Antarctica

For years, there was this common refrain in the news media but also regarding books, movies, etc., that climate change is just not a topic conducive to broadly accessible stories. Chris Hayes notoriously once said that talking about climate change on his show is a “palpable ratings killer.” It’s too slow and spread out over time, there are no clear heroes and villains, it’s too technical, it’s boring, nobody wants to read about it.

This is, of course, not actually true, and the success of a book like Kim Stanley Robinson’s Ministry for the Future strikes me as proof that climate is actually a topic overflowing with compelling stories. The opening in particular is so gripping that it makes you wonder why we haven’t books like this for years. It’s hard to say exactly why there have been so few breakthrough novels and short stories about climate change. There are actually a lot of them, several of which I have read and liked quite a lot, but not many have made it into the mainstream (Robinson himself has been writing about climate change for some time, including 2312 and New York 2140). So maybe there is some truth to the claim that audiences weren’t ready to confront it head on, or maybe it’s that not enough writers were ready. That would explain the steady flow of fiction that is not literally about climate change, but I would argue is actually about climate change in tone and theme (the surge of apocalyptic horror comes to mind).

I think there’s also some truth to the claim that climate change is not an easy story to tell. Other writers have certainly done so successfully, but Ministry for the Future is what I tend to think of as the first big swing that an author has taken at writing a climate change masterpiece. Big and all-encompassing, it is clearly the work of a writer who is willing to take on a huge topic, and trying hard to get his brain around the entire thing. It is perhaps too big a swing, in fact, as some will no doubt find the page count daunting. But I think that too is a deliberate decision to honor the subject with the depth it deserves. Because of that ambition alone, but also its overwhelming success in execution, I think Ministry for the Future is a not just great book, but an important book that I would recommend to anyone.

It’s ambitious in scope, but also in its form, and I think that’s a key ingredient to the book’s success. Because climate change is a topic that tends to unravel norms and standards we are accustomed to, it strikes me that writing a great climate change book requires the novelist to toss aside many of the frequently used tools, or at least push them to their limits. So there are many common fictional tropes here, but they are chopped up, stretched out, sometimes left behind in the dust and debris. They are also punctuated by less conventional containers for Robinson’s ideas, whether that’s an imaginary talk show, meeting notes, poems, riddles, or explanatory essays.

That makes for a meandering narrative, but one that moves quickly and is teeming with ideas and imagination. A bit like the essay collection All We Can Save, instead of attempting one singular, linear argument, the book builds a kind of ecosystem of ideas, each of which offers a new potential point of entry for readers. The result is as thought-provoking as it is emotional, stirring up a mix of enthusiasm, depression, distaste, and grief, as any examination of climate change should.

Optimistic, sort of

Ministry is a science fiction book, but it’s not exactly a science fiction book, a distinction I make with reluctance as someone who loves science fiction but understands that not everyone does. I don’t want to denigrate the genre, but it’s one of those books that sci-fi readers will enjoy, and skeptics shouldn’t be afraid of.

It takes place in a world that will look very familiar, but teased out into the future just far enough (2020s-2040s) that Robinson can deconstruct reality to his liking. This is a tried and true sci-fi technique of using an imagined future to better critique the present, allowing us to reevaluate our world and our lives in a way that won’t feel like an attack or a manifesto. But it’s also quite literally a book about what the future might hold.

It’s largely optimistic, although that feels kind of weird to say considering [spoiler] at least many millions of people die, main characters suffer greatly, some are killed, and others are imprisoned for the bulk of the book. But in a societal sense, it asks the question of what the world might look like if society were to actually make radical changes in the face of climate change, sometimes voluntarily and sometimes not. What would it take for us to survive an inescapable worldwide crisis, and then keep going?

And the answer is, often it looks pretty shitty. But other times it looks spectacular. Sometimes it’s a ride on a giant dirigible, sometimes it’s a terrorist attack. And sometimes it’s just a peaceful afternoon on a hike with a friend. Because that’s what living through a global crisis is actually like. Ups and downs. But it’s optimistic in the sense that it is a vision of humanity doing big things, breaking and building, rewriting our own story.

A book of ideas

Setting aside the story for a minute, many people will say in either positive or negative critiques, that Ministry for the Future is primarily a book of ideas. That’s fair, and specifically, it is a book of ideas about how far we would or could or should go in order to continue as a species. Robinson is clearly such an incredibly smart and well-read person, and a lot of this book is him getting all of his dizzying ideas about what could happen in the coming years down on the page.

As a result, it is much less a book about science than I anticipated going into it. I would say much if not most of the book’s speculative elements involve economics, governance, even religion, as opposed to geology or chemistry. So maybe it should be more accurately described as social-science fiction, in which the author’s imagination is applied to societal innovations we might concoct. Every decision we could make as a collective is written as a kind of invention that we might put to use—a solar-powered clipper ship is as much a needed innovation as a new kind of currency or worker cooperative. In one of the book’s discursive chapters, an imaginary debate about technology concludes:

By that line of reasoning, you end up saying design is technology, law is technology, language is technology— even thinking is technology! At which point, QED—you’ve proved technology drives history, by defining everything we do as a technology.

But maybe it is! Maybe we need to remember that, and think about what technologies we want to develop and put to use.

Some of my favorite moments in the book are these sections that are framed as arguments between two nameless, faceless people, in the form of some kind of talk show or debate. I kind of think of them as Robinson debating with his own mind, as we all do, or as a debate between optimism and pessimism, or change and the status quo. Other sections are framed as encyclopedia entries, or persuasive or informational essays.

Many of these ideas are not even that speculative, if at all, reflecting concepts from actual academic papers or fledgling features of our current reality. In that sense, it functions like a synthesis of our current knowledge of the climate problem and its possible solutions, in fiction form. So you might read a chapter and think, oh yeah, I remember that article, except it’s been brought to life in a fictional setting.

It’s also worth noting that the book is told unapologetically from a certain ideological perspective, and I’m guessing Robinson would not argue with this. Ministry is highly critical of the havoc global capitalism has wrought, and a pretty clear proponent of democratic socialism or at least social democracy. But Robinson is not dogmatic in his beliefs, and spends a lot of the book considering how markets can be put to better use. You get the sense that he feels the delineations that define our current political debates will mostly wear out their usefulness amid climate catastrophe.

If anything, he’s using the novel to put his opinions to a kind of stress test, smashing them up against unthinkable barriers and conflicting outlooks to see how they hold up. And in all cases, the underlying message is that the assumptions we currently cling to about the way the world works are nothing more than assumptions, and can be reimagined wherever we have sufficient will.

Denying us a neat sense of closure

In a similar way, the book runs up and down societal strata in a way that I did not anticipate. My biggest fear about the book—coming from a genre that at its worst is about white dudes doing science and computer stuff—was that it would be mainly a story of technocrats and experts bending the environment to their will. There is some of that, with several geoengineering plotlines, which are a lot of fun in the spirit of what if we just said fuck it and did this. There’s a surprising amount of attention paid to blockchain. The main character is essentially a diplomat, and the titular institution a bureaucracy. But neither stays within those definitions, because the situation demands they break out of them.

The narrative, too, breaks out of the initial bounds that it sets for itself. The book’s sort of homebase is Switzerland, and the biggest criticism I have is that more time could have been spent among communities impacted the most and less time could have been spent in Europe. But the action of the novel jumps all over the place, to India, Los Angeles, the rural Midwest, Antarctica, China, and many more locations. At times, it feels like a spy thriller, but just as quickly abandons the genre for an uneventful day in the park. At various times, our heroes are bankers, protestors, NGO workers, farmers, kidnappers and saboteurs.

As a result, mileage will vary with certain threads of the book. I found myself at times thinking, ah man, back in Geneva really. It has a few cheeseball moments too. But it’s never slow, moving along at a rhythm that is fast, but willing to give you a beat between the really heavy moments. Again, it’s not unlike the way All We Can Save uses poetry and sequential art to provide the reader with some time to breathe.

Another downside to this format is that there are plotlines that begin and just trail off, in ways that deny you a sense of neat closure. But again I think this serves a purpose. If Robinson shares my frustration at the lack of popular climate storytelling, the many unfinished mini-novels that populate Ministry could be seen as invitations for all the climate books that haven’t been written yet. I’m eager to read the full stories of (mild spoilers) the failed actor kayaking through a flooded Los Angeles, the great heatwave of the Southwest, the rewilding of Midwestern farmland, the nonviolent occupation of Paris, the NGO worker gone rogue, the premeditated murder of Facebook.

This wandering abandonment of narrative arcs might feel like a failure to some readers, and it can be frustrating at times, but I suspect it’s done intentionally. As much as Ministry for the Future challenges our ideas, our assumptions, the costs we are willing to accept, it also challenges what we should expect from a story about a topic that holds no singular message. Instead of a linear storyline, it’s an emergent one, putting human narratives within a jarring progression of time, picking up and putting down characters as the winds change. It’s more like a flurry of developments that continue until, before you know it, it’s a very different book than the one we started with.

Instead of a climactic resolution, it’s a diffuse one, not really an ending at all. In the final scene, characters look at a statue of Ganymede and Zeus, struggling to figure out what it’s trying to communicate. “It has to mean something,” one says. “Does it?” the other replies. “I think it does.”

It’s a not-so-subtle commentary on the vision that Kim Stanley Robinson himself has put forth in this book. That we’re not going to walk away from this with a sense of resolution or victory or a moral of the story. But it’s still an inspiring, important story, the story of humanity itself, and it’s one we can’t be afraid to tell.

Links

  • I will spare you any articles on what is happening in Congress right now but in case you missed it, it fuckin sucks!
  • More than half of police killings are mislabeled, raising huge questions about how much of a threat police actually pose to society and also about racial bias among medical examiners.
  • Kids will live through three times as many climate disasters as their grandparents, but in some places it is much worse. “Infants in sub-Saharan Africa are projected to live through 50 to 54 times as many heat waves as someone born in the preindustrial era.”
  • The Canadian Rockies are very beautiful and they have these glowing turquoise lakes that are losing their color because of climate change.
  • Cities are testing guaranteed income for artists.
  • Republicans and industry are using a legislative tactic called “preemption” to make it illegal for cities to pass laws that reduce greenhouse gas emissions. The tobacco industry infamously used the same technique in the 90s to dodge wrongful death lawsuits.
  • OK I lied here is one article on Kyrsten Sinema, who is building her career on being a political independent, which means refusing to vote with her party for no clear reason, refusing to say what she would vote for, changing position at the behest of corporate lobbyists, and making everyone all around hate her guts. The ending says it all about just how independent AZ voters really are: “would Ms. Odell actually vote for Ms. Sinema or anyone with a D beside their name? Probably not, she said.”
  • Extinction Rebellion blocked the entrance to Charlie Baker’s house with big sailboat and chained themselves to it. (They edited it but at first this article used the term “climate control activists” which I thought was funny and weird.)
  • Boston is one of the wealthiest cities in the country we are literally building half a dozen new skyscrapers and entire new neighborhoods for rich people, but our public transit system is falling apart to the point that it is a deathtrap.
  • Yes this mosquito season was worse than normal and yes it’s because of climate change.
  • The guitarist from Pearl Jam has paid for or helped pay for 27 skate parks in Montana, and three on the Pine Ridge Indian Reservation in South Dakota.

Listening

I like this LCD cover by Ezra Furman which I first heard on the show Sex Education, which I also like!

Watching

I read Y: the Last Man comics as they came out issue by issue back in the old days you know the old fashioned way and I’ve been mostly enjoying the TV adaptation. Speaking of Boston being a deathtrap, I was honestly a little flattered that in a recent episode it was portrayed as the one city in the country that had descended into complete rebellion. Some TV writer clearly went to college here and has opinions. Here are some of the Boston moments I enjoyed the most. It was not filmed here, but this is supposed to be Fenway:

OK that is all for this week. Speaking of Fenway last weekend we went to a Red Sox game with my father-in-law Jimmy and it was a blast it was like we went to church with him. The Red Sox lost but it was still a great time and perfect weather. Here is a fun fact one time we went to a Red Sox game and you can do this fun thing where you ask the organist this awesome guy Josh Kantor to play a song and he will sometimes do it, and Jamie asked him to play a Tori Amos song and he did.

This newsletter is like my own little Tori Amos song played for you, except instead of an organ I am using WordPress. But the love I put into it is basically the same.

Tate

97: It always ends the same way

Humanity as a for-profit business but instead of getting fired for bad performance you just die

Maria Sibylla Merian, Plate 70 (from “Dissertation in Insect Generations and Metamorphosis in Surinam”, second edition), 1719.

This has been a big week for climate change news, not in the usual smoke blotting out the sun way, although smoke did blot out the sun in some places. But mainly I’m referring to a bunch of new international commitments and big speeches that came out of the United Nations General Assembly, and some multibillion-dollar philanthropic pledges too. There was also that weird thing with the late night talk show hosts doing climate change jokes and even This American Life had a climate change episode, at least I think it did, I turned it off when it literally started with Ira Glass saying, “It’s been the kind of summer that makes it seem like the alarmists were right about everything … so yeah, climate change is real.” Come on man are you kidding me.

These kinds of developments should, and I guess they do on some level, feel like progress or maybe like products and byproducts of progress. But lately as we move closer to a place where big action on climate becomes an inevitability, my concern is shifting from fear over inaction to fear of taking the wrong actions. This was illustrated quite vividly when the NYT broke news that Joe Manchin, who once shot a climate bill with a gun and who meets weekly with the oil and gas industry and made half a million dollars last year off of coal production, is in the process of rewriting the Biden administration’s climate legislation to make it friendlier to the fossil fuel industry.

Which gives you this chilling feeling that, yeah of course America will do something, but of course it will be all the wrong things. Or it will sound a lot like the right thing, but with a couple of caveats that ensure maximum wrongness. All of this has made the section from last week’s newsletter on the way corporations co-opt the idea of just transition feel extremely resonant right now. You remember it was the section with the guy in the hot dog suit. Two points in particular, and I know I just sent it last week but it was kind of far down and I know you all are busy people so here is that bit again:

Moussu describes the rhetorical flourishes businesses use in their mission statements and goals that may include just transition, but in the same breath as other goals that are very likely in contradiction to it. Using language like “while,” “at the same time,” and “without sacrificing,” corporate just transition plans describe only win-win situations, which are never likely, and lack specifics on what happens when someone actually has to give something up or pay for something (spoiler, it is not them). In other words, they offer the promise of actions that may not serve their bottom line, on the condition that such actions serve their bottom line.

Another main insight is recognizing that corporations have folded the idea of just transition into a long-running industry CSR strategy, the “business in transition” narrative. In short, industry presents a narrative that 1) things were going along business as usual, 2) something alarming happened that requires urgent action, 3) business is already working on the solution but more needs to be done, and 4) if business’s hands are not tied by regulations, they can lead the way forward. But the trick is, this is a never-ending story. It is always a work in progress, wherein corporate actors must adapt to the latest challenge to continue their tireless work of ensuring a healthy and sustainable world when, in reality, their underlying objectives of profit, growth and power are undermining that world.

In other words, the following narratives are secret weapons to undermining progress toward a more just world:

  1. We can do the same basic things we have always done in pursuit of the priorities we have always pursued, [while ensuring/at the same time prioritizing/without sacrificing] racial and economic justice; and
  2. We know there is a problem, but we the people who benefit most from the system as it currently stands are working on it and have it under control, so please don’t interfere.

The author here is specifically talking about narratives that corporations use when paying lip service to just transition during climate change. But this week I kept thinking, you know what, that is basically what, everyone says, all the time. By everyone I mean everyone in a position of power within a neoliberal regime. And the message is, we can continue our recurring pattern of extraction, depletion and exploitation in the pursuit of never-ending growth of GWP and wealth accumulation—but just, you know, do it a little better. Tighten a few screws.

That is the direction that, as we get more quote unquote serious about climate change, I am terrified we will end up pursuing. (And I use “we” in kind of weird sense, because I know it’s not the thing I will be pursuing or lots of communities and groups of people will be pursuing, but it’s what we, like the Big We will do.)

I’m beginning to think more and more that the fundamental question that faces all of us as we careen toward this catastrophe is—to what extent do you think the current system is equipped to handle this problem, so long as it is recalibrated to work better. Or, to what extent do you think some central architecture of society needs to be torn down and rebuilt (or rebuilt after it collapses on its own). You might think of this as a throwing the baby out with the bathwater question, but instead of a baby it’s like a tiny little rich old man with a top hat and a monocle who is all pruned up and won’t stop crying and pooping in the bathwater.

I don’t know that it’s necessarily a strict one or the other decision, maybe more like a sliding scale, but from that baby metaphor alone, it is probably clear that I am pretty solidly toward the latter camp these days. Although I guess I think of the tear down/rebuild as more of an adaptive reuse project, hacking off all the good parts and making something new and better out of them. Either way, I am afraid that to keep things mostly as they are puts us on a path to a maybe somewhat lower-carbon but still unsustainable future, and cleaves society further in two—those vulnerable to disaster and those extremely vulnerable to disaster.

One of the reasons that I and I think a lot of people (especially younger people) are feeling this way is this sense of being in a recurring bad dream where we just keep saying we are going to do things better this time around and—whether it’s police reform, housing, economic redevelopment, drilling and mining, agriculture, water use—it always ends the same way. Bad.

I’ve been listening to this podcast miniseries about the state’s COVID-19 recovery called Mass Reboot, produced by the MassINC Polling Group, which I think was really well done and explored the challenges of recovery in different sectors. But there’s this sickening drumbeat that emerges across the episodes in which they point out over and over the ways the pandemic disproportionately impacted a subset of people, lower-income and people of color, and including people working service jobs, renters, gig workers, the growing section of the population that is made vulnerable.

But it’s not just that COVID has had disparate impacts. COVID recovery has had disparate impacts too. The same patterns that made the pandemic so destructive toward some and not others replicated themselves in recovery efforts. So the BIPOC restaurant owners who had to close or barely get by thanks to community support were the least likely to secure PPP loans, while big chains scooped up funds. The arts collectives that have few or zero staff and often are not even incorporated were least likely to secure grant support. The students whose caregivers were most likely to have died in the pandemic are getting the least attention as schools panic about reading and math performance and test scores. Transit agencies react to budget deficits from reduced ridership by cutting service for cost savings, harming low income riders most. Even with moratoria in place, there were still evictions, some 70% people of color, all while the housing market continued to balloon. And on and on and on.

And keep in mind, all of this is happening at a time when we are shoveling billions to help people in need, a historic societal response to a crisis. And yet, it still always favors the wealthy. When you hear facts like that over and over again, delivered in a bloodless tone, “as we all know, there were many disparities…” it becomes impossible for me to think: well this is just a series of unrelated fuckups but we’ll be sure to get it right next time. It becomes impossible to ignore the fact that cruelty is baked deep into this economic system, and things are only getting worse, with a larger and larger number of people in its teeth.

I know this is more of an angry gutbucket kind of post than usual (or I don’t know maybe not), but it’s the way I and I suspect a lot of people can’t help but feel lately. Frustrated, fed up, dare I say radicalized. But I don’t think the take home message here is that things never get any better. It’s that, for things to get better, we have to stop thinking of the sum of humanity as a for-profit business, only instead of getting fired for bad performance you just fucking die.

That also means no longer assuming that such a thing is merely human nature. One of the characteristics of capitalism is not just that it is inherently unequal, it is that its participants must accept that violent treatment of huge swaths of society is natural, it’s just the way we are, sorry we don’t make the rules. Of course we make the rules.

Links

Podcasts

I was a big fan of the Slowdown with Tracy K Smith, who stepped down from hosting after a great run. But now the Slowdown is back! And it’s hosted by one of my favorite poets Ada Limón.

Listening

This new Low record Hey What is amazing. Like last week’s pick Injury Reserve, it is the soundtrack to the apocalypse.

Boy oh boy angry post lookout someone needs a nap. On the upside of things, we are entering scented candle season again so I can look forward to our home being enveloped in the bourgeois comforts of scents like cardamom, toasted pumpkin, and leather jacket. Do yourself a favor and buy yourself a nice scented candle this weekend, maybe apple cider or Montana forest or fern and moss. You deserve it.

Tate

96: What exactly is just transition?

‘Transition is inevitable. Justice is not.’

In the past five years, the term “just transition” has become, maybe not a household term, but certainly pervasive throughout climate discourse. You see it in environmental justice groups’ missions, academic papers, government policy, NGO campaigns, philanthropic strategies, corporate PR, even chamber of commerce talking points.

Rooted in the labor movement, in its current, simplest form, just transition means moving to a low-carbon economy in such a way that workers and communities that were once reliant on the fossil fuel economy for their livelihoods are not left behind. The classic example is, when a coal plant shuts down, making sure the workers have things like severance or early retirement funds, job training, comparable-wage jobs in other industries, etc. Because the change is going to happen, but the question is, at whose cost—or as Climate Justice Alliance puts it, “Transition is inevitable. Justice is not.”

The term catapulted into the mainstream when, through no small struggle, labor and justice advocates managed to get one little baby clause into the preamble of the 2015 Paris Agreement, calling for a “just transition of the workforce and the creation of decent work and quality jobs in accordance with nationally defined development priorities…” Three years later, it was a central topic in COP24 in Katowice, Poland.

As with the spread of terminology like climate justice, sustainability before that, and even the word “green” before that, it’s an indicator of the concept’s power and a testament to the work of the people who elevated it. A victory, in other words. But just transition’s widespread adoption also threatens to undermine that power, splintering it into new meanings, watering it down, hijacking and steering it away from its original purpose. At the same time, how just transition plays out in the real world can vary enormously based on the communities, governments and economies putting it into action.

That’s the premise of Just Transitions: Social Justice in the Shift Towards a Low-Carbon World, a 2019 collection of essays by scholars and activists edited by Dimitris Stevis, Edouard Morena, and Dunja Krause. (I’m a longtime fan of Morena’s work, particularly his book The Price of Climate Action, and last year we co-authored an article for the French publication AOC on Bloomberg’s presidential candidacy. You can read about it here.) Through a look at the history of just transition and several case studies from around the world, the book seeks to answer the question: What is at the heart of the concept, and how can it be put into action in ways that honor its true intention?

The editors set out to challenge the frequent lip service paid to the concept, starting with discussion of COP24, which was known as the “Just Transition COP,” but seemed to mostly miss the point (it was also sponsored by coal companies). The Katowice COP, “rather than providing a clear sense of how a just transition can be achieved, exposed the gap between climate policy makers’ narrow understandings of just transition, and the complex and multifaceted reality of a ‘living concept’ whose origins and meanings lie deep in the everyday experiences of workers and frontline communities.”

Aside from blatant hypocrisies surrounding the use of the term, it’s also been diluted, tossed into every platform and strategy document with little commitment to its meaning. The editors quote NAACP’s Jacqueline Patterson saying, “It’s a concern when Big Greens and others are using the term and getting funded for using the term. It’s become the term du jour for foundations, and those front-line communities become objectified.”

The evolution of the term hasn’t been all bad, however. For example, grassroots climate justice groups in the United States have broadened the ambitions of just transition, calling not just for a move to new and dignified jobs, but to “build economic and political power to shift from an extractive economy to a regenerative economy,” as the Climate Justice Alliance describes it.

In fact, though it may have drifted from its distinct labor union origins, we have the just transition concept largely to thank for the way the modern climate movement is laced with labor and social justice goals, from the Green New Deal to global climate strikes. And though there may be a battle underway for just transition’s meaning, the authors suggest that the idea has plenty of juice left, if its practitioners remain rooted in its history and the needs of workers and communities.

Origin in unions

Just Transitions emphasizes that to understand the concept, you must understand its origin in trade unions. The editors describe how just transition long predates the climate movement, starting in the 1970s and 1980s to allow workers a path out of jobs with dangerous environmental and health hazards, or to provide support when such industries were shut down or shipped overseas.

Just transition eventually became the animating force that would allow labor and environmental movements to unite around common goals. Anabella Rosemberg, of Greenpeace International and formerly of the International Trade Union Confederation, chronicles how the labor movement went from ambivalence and sometimes animosity toward the environmental movement (and vice versa) to becoming a central actor in climate negotiations.

Still today, American unions sometimes fight environmental regulations and the transition to renewables, mainly because new energy jobs in the US are often not union jobs, but the 1990s were a time of much greater tension between the movements (in large part because of the influence of the AFL-CIO). The two camps were divided by the industry narrative that jobs and environmental regulation were inherently at odds. But in the 2000s, the labor movement, especially international unions, went from a mainly defensive stance, to a proactive one on climate and the environment. Labor fought for a role within cliquey and elitist global climate negotiations, met with suspicion and even disbelief that they would be sincerely dedicated to the issue. But eventually the UNFCCC granted unions official “constituency” status, alongside business, research, and nonprofit organizations.

It was their added power, in part, that managed to get just transition into the Paris Agreement and by extension into mainstream discourse. But, as Rosemberg concludes, the inclusion of just transition language became seen as too much of an end in itself. The real power of the concept is as a means to build organizing power between workers and climate advocates “and in the process, re-place the values of international solidarity and social justice at the heart of both the union and climate agendas.”

The never-ending story

One of my favorite chapters in the book is an essay by Nils Moussu of the University of Lausanne, who critiques the way corporations co-opt just transition to retain power and perpetuate business as usual. As Moussu points out, businesses have done a remarkable job of positioning themselves as climate heroes, despite being the largest emitters of carbon dioxide and often powerful forces blocking government action on climate. The goal in framing themselves as climate leaders is to retain their hegemony and increase their power to define climate change solutions as mainly technological and market-based, such that they can protect profits and prevent new regulations.

This is done in large part through powerful messaging campaigns that have allowed corporate actors to “present themselves as the main architects of a ‘safe and prosperous future,'” thereby avoiding criticism, setting limits on what is permissible within climate action, and shutting out more radical or transformative alternatives that would undermine their power:

As the main character of the narrative, unsurprisingly, business describes itself as a ‘frustrated hero’ willing to do more, provided that the ‘right regulations’ are put in place (e.g. regulations that favour price signals through carbon pricing over command-and-control policies). Through this self-description, business is able to escape the role of the villain and to promote the view that climate talks should not be about business, but conducted in dialogue with business, and that these talks should produce regulation for business instead of regulation of business.

The best way I can think of to illustrate this is through a sketch in Tim Robinson’s I Think You Should Leave, which is honestly my primary way of engaging with the world lately. In the sketch, someone driving a hot dog-shaped car crashes into a business storefront, and as the people inside are trying to figure out what happened, one guy in particular is super eager to find the culprit.

Moussu describes the rhetorical flourishes businesses use in their mission statements and goals that may include just transition, but in the same breath as other goals that are very likely in contradiction to it. Using language like “while,” “at the same time,” and “without sacrificing,” corporate just transition plans describe only win-win situations, which are never likely, and lack specifics on what happens when someone actually has to give something up or pay for something (spoiler, it is not them). In other words, they offer the promise of actions that may not serve their bottom line, on the condition that such actions serve their bottom line.

Another main insight is recognizing that corporations have folded the idea of just transition into a long-running industry CSR strategy, the “business in transition” narrative. In short, industry presents a narrative that 1) things were going along business as usual, 2) something alarming happened that requires urgent action, 3) business is already working on the solution but more needs to be done, and 4) if business’s hands are not tied by regulations, they can lead the way forward. But the trick is, this is a never-ending story. It is always a work in progress, wherein corporate actors must adapt to the latest challenge to continue their tireless work of ensuring a healthy and sustainable world when, in reality, their underlying objectives of profit, growth and power are undermining that world.

Reading this chapter, the inescapable “climate pledge” comes to mind. Every industry, every business, every government has issued some ambitious, say, 30-year climate pledge. Lots of long-term ambition, far too little short-term action to get there. But you have our pledge. We are working on it. Check back in 2050 and we’ll give you an update.

A revolutionary political project

The remaining bulk of the book is case studies, from the American South, South Africa, Germany, Argentina, Australia, and Canada, presenting a drumbeat of reminders that local culture, systems and economies shape how climate action unfolds. There’s no one solution. Places with tremendous advantages often disappoint, while seemingly hopeless political environments yield inspiring success.

The best example of the latter comes from Jackson, Mississippi, written by Kali Akuno, executive director of Cooperation Jackson, a Black-led network of worker-owned cooperatives and supporting institutions that is blossoming within a highly conservative political regime that is holding back communities of color. “As Peter Moskowitz wrote, ‘The idea is essentially this: since Jackson’s current economy isn’t working for its residents, and its current political system isn’t doing much to help, why not create a new economic and political system right alongside the old one?’”

Cooperation Jackson is similar to networks like PUSH Buffalo in New York or Boston Ujima Project, which carve out small, alternative economies within the husk of the old economy, but do so with the intention of building power and changing society outside of its own immediate scope. So Cooperation Jackson consists of an urban farming collective, a cafe and catering service, and a landscaping and composting service, operating from a community center and 20 parcels of land it owns. The network is also building an “eco-village” pilot project, a live-work community on a protected land trust, with solar-thermal energy and permaculture landscaping.

But Cooperation Jackson also educates its members on organizing and political principles, advocates for changes to municipal regulations, and through participation in networks like the It Takes Roots Alliance, advocates for national policy change. All of this is undergirded by a commitment to nothing short of societal transformation.

“It is about simultaneously and inextricably transitioning the self, the community, the city and the world. In this sense, it differs from more common understandings of just transition that centre on the energy sector and workers, and that do not carry a broader, emancipatory and revolutionary political project.”

Other examples are downright depressing, like Australia’s corporate capture and redefining of just transition. The example in Canada is a rare, top-down government effort that does a pretty good job of supporting workers, but it’s all in service of transitioning the country’s coal plants to natural gas plants, which undermines the necessary emissions reductions. Also Canada doesn’t even burn very much coal so whomp whomp. It reminds me, not of the US government’s efforts of course don’t be silly, but our liberal philanthropic (Bloomberg) and market-led coal shutdown that enabled a ton of new gas infrastructure whomp whomp.

So on one level, I guess I came away from this book, which overall I highly recommend, somewhat depressed by the state of just transition. It serves a little like a pair of those sunglasses in Rowdy Roddy Piper masterpiece They Live, but you put them on and instead of seeing the words “just transition” you might see the words “quarterly earnings” or “corporate partnerships.”

But that’s definitely not always the case, as the Jackson example shows, and above all else the editors and authors plumb the complexity and challenges of true just transition. Also the reality that it’s not an end state; it’s a pursuit. Much like electing a new president who does not have a gold toilet or a wave of racial justice protests, just transition is a portal to something better. And it can be an extremely powerful one, as it not only offers a distant view of a shiny new post-carbon future, but also leads us to many real-world paths to getting there.

Listening

I can’t stop listening to this brand new record By the Time I Get to Phoenix, from Tempe, Arizona rap group Injury Reserve, which sounds like listening to the apocalypse but in a good way. There’s actually a really sad story behind it because Jordan Groggs one of the MCs died at 32 last year, so this is the last thing he recorded. But it is very good and has haunting lines like “The smoke never clear / strap up your own boots it’s all uphill from here” and “You better run and hide / take your ass inside/ If you don’t go breathe the air you might stay alive” and “But let’s be honest here / This don’t end with agree to disagree, it ain’t possible.”

Going to keep it simple today folks. I would like to dedicate this issue to the older gentleman who lived next door to us, who I would regularly pass while walking the dogs and he would be sitting on a stool in his open garage next to his Lincoln sedan smoking a cigar and I would wave to him and say how’s it going and he’d wave and say howaahhya every time. Or sometimes I’d see him from a distance and he’d just put a hand up to wave and I’d put a hand up to wave. Today a fire truck and an ambulance pulled up to the curb and it turned out that his family came to visit and he had passed away in his home.

I never got his name, and it always seemed like that wave and hello was really the extent of the socialization he was looking for, but I do regret that I never talked to him at any length. I left him a note during the pandemic to call if he needed anything but never heard from him. Anyway, he was getting up there, and it happens when you live in an old neighborhood, but I’ll be sad to not see him in his garage smoking his cigars, always eager to wave hello. It was a nice moment, I hope, in both of our days, and I will miss it.

Tate

95: Against pragmatism

Pragmatism takes no chances and always protects the status of the pragmatist

Tortoises, terrapins, and turtles. H. Sotheran, J. Baer & co.,1872

There is this line in the 2017 article in New York Magazine that would become David Wallace-Wells’ The Uninhabitable Earth, in which he’s listing off the many reasons humanity has been in denial about climate change for so many years, including “the fact that the country is dominated by a group of technocrats who believe any problem can be solved and an opposing culture that doesn’t even see warming as a problem worth addressing.”

That latter category has been a big concern for obvious reasons. But the former speaks to a troubling, nip and tuck optimism of climate moderates or what some are calling soft denialists, who express concern for climate change, but generally believe this is something that can be fixed with some tech and market-based solutions that will ultimately not rock the boat too much—i.e., we might drive electric cars or something, but we’re not going to stop exporting oil are you crazy.

It’s a perspective that sort of rhymes with a lot of other takes that come up on all sorts of issues, from trans rights to policing reform. I’ve always had a hard time completely wrapping my head around what this thing is, exactly. Maybe it’s just centrism or incrementalism or what Annie Lowery calls “facts man,” but I feel like it’s a broader phenomenon than that. One way I’ve been thinking about it is a certain kind of pragmatism, an affinity for all things that seem reasonable and an aversion to things that seem outside the realm of likelihood, or maybe comfort.

I guess the actual definition if I take a second to google it is “dealing with things sensibly and realistically in a way that is based on practical rather than theoretical considerations.” And there is a whole school of philosophy called pragmatism but I’m not really getting that technical here let’s just stick with the google definition today. It’s basically a person who considers a problem, looks around, and chooses the response that just seems reasonable.

Well, that certainly seems reasonable, and I guess I don’t think of this as some horrible trait in a person (though there are horrible examples of it to come), and the pragmatist is very often well-intentioned and a potential ally even. In some sense, by necessity, we all start from a place of pragmatism when encountering a new problem, before we’ve pushed ourselves beyond the knee-jerk response to take in a larger or longer view. So this is kind of a tricky thing to write about because I don’t really want to be like, ah god here’s why I hate all these guys (did I mention pragmatists are pretty much always white guys?).

But I do think they are often wrong. And I am trying to wrap my head around why this kind of pragmatism bothers me so much, and why it’s a problem, and why it’s so, so prevalent in the face of problems that demand more than mere common sense. So I decided to write down some things that I think define this type of pragmatism and why I consider it to be such a misguided outlook.

Pragmatism is a version of lacking empathy

One problem with pragmatism, is within the definition, words like “practical,” “realistic,” and “sensible” are doing an enormous amount of heavy lifting. And frequently, the judgment about whether something qualifies is based on the limited data within immediate reach of the pragmatist making the judgment. The very idea of common sense implies a kind of wisdom that lies in the near vicinity.

That doesn’t necessarily mean that pragmatism is always based in folk wisdom that everyone has access to, as frequently the pragmatist has some strain of specialized knowledge, but it’s knowledge from a fixed perspective. Too often, pragmatism is used as a tool to avoid understanding the perspectives of other people with different life experiences, for whom what is practical and reasonable may be radically different.

An example I use a lot is that for a whole set of people, ceasing air travel would not seem like a realistic course of action, unless you consider that only like 10% of the world ever flies in in airplane. Carbon offset programs may seem like a very pragmatic climate solution, unless you’re living in a neighborhood where such a program is allowing a nearby factory to pollute your air and make your family sick. What is practical to that person will be very different, and a problem like climate change requires us to, not become a climate change expert, exactly, but to listen and learn.

I sometimes think of this profile of Joe Rogan, maybe the worst example of a pragmatist, spawning an army of supplement-loving pragmatists who are sick and tired of being told they need to think about things differently. For Slate, Justin Peters writes of Rogan’s following, “The common thread is the privileging of ‘common sense’ over all other inputs in the struggle to forge a life philosophy, and the idealization of one’s own life experience over that of other people.”

This is why pragmatism so often directs outrage at irrational upstarts with their new pronouns, new racial terminology, calls for diversity, and yes, their cancel culture—a response Osita Nwanevu calls reactionary liberalism. It represents a human impulse we are all prone to, but hopefully push past: This is something different than the reality I have come to rely upon, and it feels wrong, not reasonable. Peters continues, “Because Rogan and his guests do not take identitarian critiques seriously, they just naturally assume that no one should take them seriously.”

Pragmatism favors what is convenient over what is necessary

This is probably the biggest problem when it comes to climate change pragmatism, the way that it demands that we make decisions from a position of what seems achievable, instead of beginning with what is necessary and moving backward to figure out how we get there. In some cases, the former is a strategic approach; in fact, strategic might be another term that could be used for what I’m calling pragmatic. Strategic meaning only taking action if there is a known path for how it will move you toward where you want to go. There’s something admirable about doing what you can with what you have.

The problem is that it frequently sandbags your efforts, doling out action in tiny doses that will not bother most people, and may feel like steps in the right direction, but ultimately will never get you to a destination that, in the case of a problem like climate change, is non-negotiable. This happens all the time in philanthropy and nonprofits, as some huge, difficult campaign or piece of legislation comes up, but stoic leadership steps in to say, why take this on when there’s a good chance we will have nothing to show for it, and instead can just do this smaller campaign that is a more popular, less offensive to those in power, and ends in demonstrable progress. But in some cases, demonstrable progress is, in execution, indistinguishable from failure.

Pragmatism takes no chances, in service of protecting the status of the pragmatist. Again, let’s look at another terrible example of pragmatism, which is Joe Manchin who I will never reference without also pointing out that he literally shot a piece of climate legislation with a gun. Manchin, also infamously, recently said to a utility trade group when discussing the Biden administration’s pledge to cut carbon emissions in half by 2030, “I know there’s a change coming, OK? But I’ve always been very, very cautious about this. … I’m concerned that they’re setting a very aggressive timetable.”

Now, this is giving Manchin way too much credit for being a good faith actor, which he’s certainly not as a senator who has weekly meetings with oil and gas lobbyists, but he’s essentially saying the timeline that scientific consensus says is needed to avoid catastrophe is too fast for comfort. It’s just not reasonable. Emily Atkin in Heated called this a “new iteration of climate denial” that’s being embraced beyond the GOP, insisting on a slower timetable for action. “Spoiler alert: we all want a less aggressive timeline,” she tweeted. “Climate change doesn’t give a shit about what we want.”

Pragmatism relies on a linear theory of change

The theory of change behind pragmatism, and one that may seem beyond critique, is that A+B=C. There is an isolated, distinct problem, there is a set of solutions, and if you pick the right one you will solve it. If you pick the wrong one, or you try to take into account too many other tangential, unrelated problems, you are only working against your own cause. But this is an oversimplified view of social change.

Maybe the king of this brand of pragmatism is Matt Yglesias, who has made the most lucrative career out of being wrong about everything since Chris Cillizza. Yglesias vilifies climate activists who view climate change as a justice issue that overlaps and shares the same root causes with many other social problems. He particularly hates the Sunrise Movement, mainly because they consider broader issues of inequality and racial and economic justice to be inseparable from climate change (a stance that not only appreciates the systemic nature of climate change, but also allows people to engage with an otherwise abstract problem).

Amy Westervelt and Georgia Wright wrote a great opinion piece on Yglesias’s bad climate takes for Hot Take (Emily Atkin also took on the topic). Here’s a key part:

His persistent cries for Sunrise to “be reasonable!” and impassioned pleas for pragmatism are part of an overall argument to keep the climate movement focused only on technology and energy sources, not the root causes of the problem, which all really boil down to injustice and inequality. This fundamental ignorance of intersectionality is nothing new – it’s the same tired critique used by white moderates throughout the decades to maintain power and silence the powerless, and yet he parrots it like it’s revolutionary. (If climate change was really as simplistic and siloed as Matty would have us think, wouldn’t it be solved by now?)

Pragmatism is only ever right for a brief window and then it is always wrong

OK maybe not always wrong, but usually. And the reason is that pragmatism is time delimited, meaning pragmatic judgments involve an assessment of facts based on what makes sense, right now. And crucially, it underestimates how much that reality might change not that long from now. Thus, pragmatists are destined to be wrong, because the passage of time means the preposterous becomes commonplace and the commonplace becomes preposterous. This is really easy to see in topics like our understanding of gender fluidity, which has changed what we consider to be common sense.

One example I can think of locally is our mayoral frontrunner in Boston, Michelle Wu, who as a city councillor in 2019, when the MBTA was considering public transit fare hikes, ran an editorial in the Boston Globe rejecting the fare hikes, but also calling for public transit to instead be free. This was a ridiculous, pie-in-the-sky notion to many pragmatic commentators and political opponents, a stunt that Wu couldn’t possibly be serious about. Just two years later, nearly every mayoral candidate in a packed field is running on some form of transit fare elimination, and the state just started a three-month pilot to make a high-ridership bus route free to all.

All of these complaints basically boil down to one critical flaw—pragmatism bases what is possible on what is right here, right now. Call it a lack of imagination, which pragmatism does not put much stock into. But if everyone is making judgments by looking at the current reality, then success is measured against only what has already been done. And things more or less stay the same.

That gets to another, more sinister side of pragmatism. On one hand, it may have admirable goals, but merely fails at achieving them. On the other, pragmatism often provides cover for those intentionally holding back change, because the way things are now actually serves many pragmatists quite well.

There’s a reason the ideas pragmatists puts forward are remarkably similar to the ideas reactionaries put forward. One day, cancel culture is the concern of the pragmatic liberal, the next it’s the battle cry at CPAC. Carbon capture is the realistic solution of the climate moderate, then it’s the solution of choice for ExxonMobil. Whether they share the same intentions or not, they yield the same outcomes, or lack of outcomes. Pragmatism really wishes it could make the world a better place, we all do obviously we are all on the same team here, but pragmatism just can’t do it. Pragmatism has to be reasonable. Pragmatism always has a lot to lose.

Links

  • When I first got back into journalism about 10 years ago, one of the first stories I covered regularly was the Divest Harvard campaign, which was run by highly impressive 20 year olds who would go on to become leaders in the movement (and one state senator!). Just last night, Harvard announced it would fully divest its $41 billion endowment. It’s a big victory.
  • Doreen St. Félix on Michael K. Williams.
  • California’s carbon offset program is full of loopholes, including allowing polluters to take credit for forests that have already burned down and forests that have been protected for years. “We have documented over $400 million worth of credits issued that we think don’t help the climate.”
  • About half of Americans planning to move say natural disasters were a factor in their decision.
  • A Boston startup wants to launch a bunch of small satellites to improve radar storm detection which sounds useful and also like a Bond villain’s cover story.
  • Texas’s voting restriction laws and abortion laws are working in tandem to secure GOP minority rule.
  • Jia Tolentino on SB8.
  • Adam Serwer on the Supreme Court’s use of the shadow docket. “…an ideal arrangement for a party that has not won a majority of the votes in a presidential election since Tobey Maguire was Spider-Man, and that sees the popular majorities that vote against it as composed of illegitimate semi-citizens who have no right to govern.”
  • This reality show where activists compete on TV to secure funding for their work is disgusting and everyone hates it and it should never see the light of day and also it’s kind of how most philanthropy works.
  • Harvard now owns ONE THIRD of the Boston neighborhood of Allston, and residents don’t entirely know what they’re going to do with it. But it will probably become “a playground for folks who are mostly white people who have a lot of money” and/or “a neighborhood populated entirely by pharma bros.”
  • Stories from New York restaurant workers on 9/11. “Someone suggested the owners might not approve. ‘I was like, ‘Fuck off! I don’t care.””

Watching

The Night Manager. I’m on a mini-series kick lately and boy did I sleep on this one.

The Night Manager: Miniseries Review - IGN

Listening

Eso Que Tu Haces, Lido Pimienta

Thursday was ~*my wife*~ Jamie’s birthday and for the second year in a pandemic-era tradition I made a charcuterie board so elaborate that it strains the bounds of pragmatism. One day I will do a complete wild card and write a newsletter on how to make your dream charcuterie board and it will be the most popular thing I’ve ever written. A teaser, the secret is the Three Vs: variety, visual impact, and a very large bill at Whole Foods.

I think this year’s may have surpassed last year’s in terms of presentation, and there were some new finds in the mix like this chocolate vinegar which was very good. I’m comforted to know that I have two backup careers, which are charcuterie board making and dog photography. You can hire me to do both but my rates are exorbitant. For a VIP like you, I will give a discount.

Tate

PS last night I had a dream I was moving into an apartment with Phil Collins

94: Downward trajectory

Living with the knowledge that things are going to get much worse in your lifetime

This one’s a little dark so enjoy this nice picture of a rabbit. To be exact, a Young Hare, by Albrecht Dürer, 1502

One of the takeaways from the IPCC’s sixth assessment is something that I had always been aware of on some level, but the report put such a fine point on it that it’s been this little nugget of doom I’ve been carrying around with me and thinking about in the past week.

That is, no matter what the world does, we are locked into 30 years of worsening climate impacts. The reason being, the world has already warmed by 1.1 degrees Celsius since the 19th century, and we’ve pumped so much carbon into the atmosphere, and the atmosphere and the ocean are so enormous, that you can’t just slam on the brakes and stop these global processes that have been set in motion. So even if starting today, we did everything 100% right—no pipelines, no combustion engines, no coal plants, no gas stoves—all of this *waves hands about* will continue to get worse until at least 2050. Hurricanes, flooding, sea level rise, fires, heat waves, winter storms, blackouts, melting ice sheets, worse, worse, worse.

I am 43 years old, so let me get the old calculator out, in 30 years if all goes according to plan I will be 73 years old. But you know people are living longer these days so if I eat my spinach maybe I’ve got a good good run left and in my golden years I just start to see us get this climate change thing under control. But wait a second, that is definitely not going to happen because we definitely aren’t doing everything right, and probably won’t for some time spoiler alert. So that means that, by certain measures, for the rest of my life, each decade will bring more extreme disasters than the decade before. And then I’ll die zzzz goodbye. And even if we all do a really, really good job during the rest of my life, I’ll have been dead long before the climate begins to somewhat stabilize if it does at all. It might keep getting worse for another 50, 100 years after that for all I know.

I know that is a grim way to look at things, and also pretty self-centered. After all, there are far more reasons to try to make the world a better place than securing your own personal comfort during old age. You know, leaving the world a better place, etc. But mainly I’m using my own lifespan as a ruler to demonstrate the very long, very slow, very unsatisfying march of progress.

It’s rare that we get such scientific certainty of failure, but this little exercise is a good representation of the way I and probably a lot of people have been feeling about a lot of things in the past week, which is to say, that they are going to get a lot worse before they get better. That certain measures of progress and quality of life seem like they will be on a downward trajectory for as long as we have the good fortune of being a human on earth.

That, again, may sound dramatic, and I know speaking with these kinds of certainties is a fool’s game for anyone who doesn’t want to sound like an idiot in a week or so. But what I’m trying to do is put my finger on the way things feel right now. And this week really did feel like another one of those moments where you have a clear view of the trajectory of history, like Paul Atreides when he chugs a bunch of spice, and that things are really not looking good.

I don’t think I need to fully recount what I’m talking about, but for one the country has been besieged by stacked natural disasters: wildfires in California/Nevada, deadly flooding in Tennessee, tropical storm Ida, which ravaged the Gulf Coast as a category 4 hurricane, one of the strongest to hit Louisiana in 165 years, then moved up to the Northeast where it killed dozens more, inundating streets, subways, homes, even an elevated highway, and turning basement apartments into death traps.

On the political front, Thursday was a reminder that, though we felt some sense of reprieve when Trump was denied a second term, we’re still very much living in the country that produced him, and the steady dismantling of democratic guardrails hasn’t even slowed. Namely, the Supreme Court did not take action to halt the Texas abortion ban, though it is certainly unconstitutional, signaling to many that we are on a path toward legal abortion no longer being the law of the land in the United States in the year 2021, a retrograde turn of events that would set us back 50 years in the nation’s history, and put us in an exclusive club of patriarchies and theocracies most of which you would not categorize as free or democratic. Which sounds shocking unless you realize that several states in the union have, for all practical purposes, already been at this point for years.

If that were not bad enough, the Democratic senator who likes to shoot climate change bills with a gun indicated he would not support the $3.5 trillion budget reconciliation bill that has been almost comically tasked with carrying the full weight of the Democratic agenda, despite the party theoretically controlling both chambers of the legislature and executive branch. Not only that, for many people who are not me, it was also carrying the hope that there remains a centrist, bipartisan path to federal policy that would patch our physical and social infrastructure and take even pitiful little baby steps toward climate mitigation. All things that, by the way, the majority of the country supports, but can never pass under our system of strengthening minority rule.

And so, many of us found ourselves in this moment of recognizing what seems surely to come, which is, bad shit. Another disastrous election in a few years, more political violence, more medieval state laws, more cars driving into protests, more fires, more floods. And maybe the worst part is, all of this is happening in a time when it feels like we are actually making progress toward a multiracial democracy. In fact, we know that much of this backlash is actually happening because we are making progress. And that is leaving many of us with emotions. Mainly, I think, a kind of sadness at this gauntlet of tragedy. But also anger, frustration, helplessness.

This flood of feelings right now in some way betrays a level of privilege to have been sheltered from them in the first place. There’s a certain whiteness to this kind of melancholy. “How do I manage my climate dread” we ask over and over, the only real answer being, well, you don’t, so buckle up. But this is also a ride with ups and downs for all of us. To varying degrees, there will always be a gap between any macro-level rotten state of affairs and your day to day state at any given time. For example, though no decade in the rest of my life will be less disastrous than the one that came before it, I’ll continue to have good days, I will go on nice vacations, see beautiful things, spend time with people I love, laugh, watch movies, read books. And on the flip side, I will keep having to do quotidian stuff to continue being of use to the economy. I will still have to circle back on that email.

This meme comes to mind, which was making the rounds over the week, and really was how it felt:

Or this tweet that seemed to hit right on Sept. 2:

Even setting aside the particular devastation of the past five days or so, this is a sensation that anyone who considers themselves a progressive or an activist or otherwise pushing back against the worst aspects of the world will be familiar with. We do experience transformative change, but it’s rarely linear or lasting, and even tangible advances get engulfed by new abuses of power, or dwarfed by a much larger struggle. In his history of abolitionists in the British Empire, Adam Hochschild ties the movement back to a meeting of a dozen people at a London bookstore and printing shop in 1787. Though the effort gained momentum very quickly, the British slave trade continued for another 50 years, another 25 in the United States, and it would be another 100 years until we nominally achieved racial equity under the law with the Civil Rights Act, and even still, elements of slavery continue through the prison system and worker exploitation.

In a recent interview on the Ezra Klein Show (dollar in the Ezra jar), Ta-Nehisi Coates and Nikole Hannah-Jones were describing the power play that landed them in faculty positions at Howard University, after Hannah-Jones was denied tenure at UNC as a result of a racist backlash against her work on the 1619 Project. The move was largely celebrated, but Coates described how they almost immediately received criticism regarding poor working conditions at Howard University.

“At first I was like, can I just get a second of peace man? Do you know how hard it was to get this done? But as I thought about it, I think the conversation reflects something true about life, that this is what it is, it’s constant struggle. Question after question after question. There is no place where you reside and you get to feel like you are the good guy in the story.”

So one one level, dejection over a setback on any one issue is a perfectly valid emotional response and often a form of grief in response to real-time harm. But taken too far, it misunderstands the nature of progress, a misinterpretation that moderates often make about social movements—that they exist to tick off a box.

In her collection of speeches and interviews Freedom is a Constant Struggle, Angela Davis emphasizes the danger of fixating on leaders triumphing within movements because “they tend to enact historical closures. They are represented as historical high points on a road to an ultimately triumphant democracy; one which can be displayed as a model for the world; one which perhaps can serve as justification for military incursions…” Posing progress as an endgame, in other words, presumes an eventual perch atop a hierarchy. A better framing is movement struggle as a series of continuities instead of closures, continuities that span both time and location. For example, she points out, the Black Panther Party’s Ten Point Program from 1966—which demands things like freedom, housing, education, health care, and an end to police brutality—mirrors 19th century abolitionist agendas (and today’s Movement for Black Lives agenda, for that matter). It never ends, nor should it.

In that same interview, Nikole Hannah-Jones laments that people are viewing the 1619 Project as an effort to teach people to hate whiteness, because “even at the darkest moments in this country, there was also always a biracial, sometimes a multiracial group of citizens, who are pushing for it to be better. Who were fighting for this country to live up to its highest ideals.” I find that connecting with that continuity to be sincerely, profoundly comforting—it is to not be alone.

I bring you platitudes that may be cold comfort, but you know what, sometimes they are classics for a reason. So I will leave you with one more, which is the fact that solace does happen within the struggle, in the pockets of community that we temporarily carve out within unjust systems. That is not always the case, and I’ve definitely had jobs working on progressive issues that replicated systems of oppression far more than they created communities of care. But if you’re doing it right, movements prefigure the world we are trying to create, and keep you going. As Alexandra Ocasio-Cortez said Thursday, “It feels better to be in movement.”

You can read a dual meaning in the phrase “freedom is a constant struggle.” One, that achieving freedom involves a struggle that never ends. But you can also read it as a belief that we achieve freedom in the struggle itself. That there is freedom in knowing its perpetuity and in the process itself. Davis was once asked how she has stayed optimistic over all her decades of being an activist:

Well, I don’t think we have any alternative other than remaining optimistic. Optimism is an absolute necessity, even if it’s only optimism of the will, as Gramsci said, and pessimism of the intellect. What has kept me going has been the development of new modes of community. I don’t know whether I would have survived had not movements survived, had not communities of resistance, communities of struggle. So whatever I’m doing I always feel myself directly connected to those communities and I think that this is an era where we have to encourage that sense of community particularly at a time when neoliberalism attempts to force people to think of themselves only in individual terms and not in collective terms. It is in collectivities that we find reservoirs of hope and optimism.

Links

  • Three days before Manchin threatened to kill the $3.5 trillion economic plan, this article ran about a massive corporate lobbying effort to kill the $3.5 trillion economic plan.
  • Rebecca Solnit on the Texas abortion ban, which “seethes with violence and lies.”
  • “The only way to understand the court’s action is that there are five votes to overrule Roe vs. Wade.”
  • “I thought someone would swoop in and save this from happening. I am worried, that’s an understatement — and I feel ill.”
  • Record shattering rainfall turned New York basement apartments into death traps.
  • New York invested billions in storm protection since Sandy, but it did little to stop this week’s flooding, because it had been focused mainly on storm surge from the coast, not rain flowing downhill. It hits you from all directions.
  • Sign this petition to stop the New York Times from running fossil fuel ads.
  • Andrea Campbell gets the Globe’s endorsement for mayor. I’m voting for Wu, but would be thrilled with Campbell too I wish we had ranked choice voting. (One funny thing in this endorsement is praise for Walsh for expanding housing stock, yes thank you Secretary Walsh for a million units nobody can afford and a whole new, all-white neighborhood that is going to be overtaken by sea level rise, housing is fucking awesome in boston thanks to your tireless efforts.)
  • Meanwhile the worst mayoral candidate by far says she would hire up to 300 new cops in Boston, a 15% increase to an already gargantuan budget. I wish there were ranked choice voting so I could rank her last out of any person in the entire city.
  • This short video about people dying in the name of freedom from vaccines is brutal.
  • A 35-hour workweek trial in Iceland found that services were not impacted, stress and burnout decreased, happiness increased both at work and at home.
  • If you want to read even more about air conditioning, this interview is interesting, including some skepticism about the HFC reduction plan, history of racism in terms of who has AC, and some compelling ideas about communal air conditioning solutions.
  • An environmental racism scorecard ranked ExxonMobil in last place with a negative score. Hey did you guys know that I fuckin hate ExxonMobil it’s true I do.
  • Food banks are embracing small scale urban farms even though they provide a tiny fraction of the food they distribute. They see it as a way to strengthen their mission, build relationships and community, and form a more meaningful connection to the practice of feeding people. It struck me as a strong parallel to the value of individual lifestyle changes.

I endorse

Longtime readers may have noticed that I love pictures of flowers. Still life in general, but flowers in particular. Especially like kind of washed out or slightly melancholy looking flowers. Goth I know. One of my favorite instagram accounts is British florist Milli Proust. She is an amazing florist and gardener but also a great photographer of flowers. I think we could all use some pictures of flowers to look at right now so go follow enjoy.

Listening

What do you guys want to listen to how about RADWIMPS this Japanese emo band here’s their big song from the anime Your Name which is a movie that I love.

A Saturday newsletter what kind of bullshit is this, you’re probably wondering. Well I ran fresh out of words yesterday and had to wrap things up today. But you know what it’s kind of nice to see you all on a Saturday like we decided after enjoying each others company around the office it was finally time to meet up over a coffee or do like a little group picnic in the park. I think it went pretty well, but I don’t know let’s not make a habit of it we all need to keep healthy boundaries so I will see you next Friday. Have a nice Labor Day and say a little thank you to unions, thank you unions.

Tate

93: Stay frosty

The air conditioning dilemma hammers home the almost-comical limits of individual action to solve this global problem

Oceanic birds of South America. v.1. c1936.

One thing that is getting difficult that I didn’t anticipate but probably should have when writing a newsletter about how people live during global crisis is the fact that there would be a large number of crises to write about and it would become more difficult to know what to focus on when. That’s especially true because I never wanted to mail out just a list of horrible things happening that eventually becomes this droning white noise of disaster. But that does mean I periodically feel like I have to start the newsletter by saying, well here’s a bunch of horrible stuff happening like right this very second, and then afterwards we can talk about air conditioning for a while. But I guess that is kind of what living amid crisis is like.

So this week, there is the overall peril that the people of Afghanistan are facing punctuated by the recent bombing that resulted from a totally botched U.S. withdrawal from the country and an insufficient to non-existent plan for supporting refugees. And the lesson we seem to be taking away from it is “we will seek retribution” which is what started this whole endless war that killed 47,245 Afghan civilians in the first place, but you know what we will put a boot up your ass it’s the American way as Toby Keith once said and that continues to be a fucking awesome way that works every single time.

Also there is a hurricane barreling toward Louisiana, Mississippi and Alabama that is rapidly intensifying so the ninth named storm of the season could be a bad one.

And finally, SB 8 is taking effect soon in Texas, which effectively bans abortion in the state, but in a sadistic twist, allows anyone living in Texas to sue anyone else that they believe is assisting a person in obtaining an abortion, including just giving them a ride somewhere (you can donate to NNAF’s fundraiser to support Texas abortion funds here). That bill is actually one of 666 new laws (I am not making that number up) going into effect in Texas on September first, including one that makes so anyone can carry a gun around without a license, one that makes it a felony to block a roadway during a protest, and one that requires the Star Spangled Banner to play before all sports games. To me, nothing signals a state that truly appreciates liberty like the passage of over 600 new laws restricting the lives of its citizenry, fuck yeah Texas is truly putting the boots in everyone’s asses keep it up.

But speaking of the droning white noise of disaster, I really do want to talk about air conditioning, which has been on my mind a lot lately after a trip to Phoenix, but also as I sit next to my own window unit cranking its way through Boston’s fourth heat wave of the summer. Not so much about how air conditioning works or how we can decarbonize it or make it more efficient, but more like what it means to use air conditioning, and how we should feel about it, and also fair warning, I don’t really have a very clear point on this one, just some things that have been bothering me.

Recently we got in the car to go pick up some ice cream and started talking about things we are going to miss as climate change keeps getting worse, and I said I wasn’t sure but one thing that I really worry about the most is power outages, including during extreme heat waves. During the depths of the COVID pandemic I would sometimes think, god what if we didn’t have electricity in the house right now? And the answer is we would have been completely fucked.

A big part of that danger, even more so in places outside of Massachusetts, is the loss of air conditioning, which makes day-to-day life possible in huge parts of the world, at least life as we’ve come to expect it. Air conditioning is a complicated presence in our lives, because on one hand it can be a luxury, even a frivolity, the cliche of the Californian driving around with the convertible top down and AC blasting comes to mind. From time to time I shudder to think about Chase Field in Phoenix where the Diamondbacks play, which has a retractable dome and a massive HVAC unit that runs even when the dome is open, cooling the 50,000 seat park to 78 degrees in the summer, or the equivalent of cooling 2,500 homes (the stadium has pool and a hot tub too). Some of the richest parts of the Middle East have begun air conditioning the outdoors, including Qatar—one of the fastest-warming places in the world AND the largest exporter of liquefied natural gas—where an open air soccer stadium pipes in cool air through vents at ankle-level and similar systems cool outdoor malls and markets.

In many places around the world, however, air-conditioning is something of a necessity (keeping in mind there’s a sliding scale for what one needs) or at least is in very high demand, and that list of places is growing. According to the Department of Energy, three-quarters of all homes in the United States have air-conditioning, which uses 12% of the country’s residential electricity use. Air conditioning has become more efficient since it became widespread in the 1950s, and various studies have shown that it pays for itself by increasing productivity (lol) and even preventing fights. But its use is also feeding its own booming demand as climate change worsens. In the U.S., where we already use a ton of AC, that demand is projected to increase by 59% by 2050. One estimate projects global energy demand from air conditioning to triple by 2050. As you can imagine, who gets to use air conditioning is vastly unequal, and the growing demand will only increase the financial burden on lower-income households, or leave them to swelter.

Air conditioning is also a vivid example of the way that cheap and abundant fossil fuel energy has allowed our quality of life and urban development to surge based on the falsehood that we could continue to burn that fuel indefinitely without consequence. It has supplemented growth of cities in the Southwest and South in the U.S. and megacities in the Tropics.

In addition to growing demand, climate change threatens to make it so that more places are becoming literally unlivable without air conditioning. We’re learning more about the increased frequency of extreme heat and humidity combining to the point that the body shuts down, with so-called wet bulb temperatures above 86 degrees Fahrenheit becoming deadly and then pushing past the body’s capacity to survive when it hits 96 degrees.

So on one hand, air conditioning is this luxury that is used without restraint by the wealthiest cities and countries, increasingly so, and that has allowed unsustainable expansion. It’s also a resource that will allow us to adapt to climate change, but will likely cleave society into those who can afford it and those who can’t. And finally, you have air conditioning as a necessity. An emergency tool for survival. One of the reasons I’ve been thinking about air conditioning is that I’m reading Ministry for the Future, in which there is a haunting scene depicted in the near future that I will only partially spoil, involving an act of violence over an air conditioner running on a generator during an extreme heatwave.

For all of these reasons, air conditioning makes for a potent example of the strained relationship between our individual lifestyles and the global reality of climate change. Specifically, it’s a reminder of the way our actions both feed climate change, but also how our individual behavior cannot stop it. But even worse than that, it demonstrates how climate change makes it impossible to even make responsible or “climate friendly” individual choices.

I would guess maybe 7 years ago, after we had moved into a new apartment that had no air conditioning, we heard about a friend of a friend who was getting rid of a window unit, so we jumped at it. I worked from home long before everyone worked from home, and there was always at least one annual heat wave in Boston when it became impossible to do anything in the house without some kind of cooler. I can’t remember exactly why the guy was giving it away, but he was like a middle-aged dude in a bougie neighborhood of Boston, and he was definitely doing so as a lifestyle choice. Like he was quitting AC. I’ve known plenty of people who intentionally avoided getting air conditioning in places where it doesn’t get super hot, sometimes to save money, but other times feeling guilty about it or like it was in indulgence, an impulse I completely share.

It’s true that many of us don’t really need air conditioning. There is growing research that your body will adjust to heat if you allow it to. And I’ve definitely lived in places where I didn’t have air conditioning and it was fine except for like a few days out of the year and then you just sort of sweated it out and it wasn’t bad. There are many places like this, in California, parts of the East Coast, that are kind of on the brink of needing it. In Portland in the 2000s, I used to inflate an air mattress and sleep on our balcony during the annual heat wave, although I don’t think that will cut it anymore.

Around the same time we got that window unit, like the mid to late 20teens, there was this glut of think pieces about how air conditioning was awful and we had to quit it, like smoking or eating red meat. Consider the Guardian’s “Ditch your air conditioning. You’ll be fine,” which declared, “A hot room won’t usually kill you, but a hot planet will. If you feel sweaty, just imagine how your grandchildren are going to feel.” Or the baldly self-congratulatory, “I don’t need air conditioning, and neither do you,” in the Post, which deems Americans (or presumably Americans who are not the author) “greedy and silly” for their reliance on it.

What seems silly to me now, however, after the past couple of years that have shattered heat records all over the world and killed hundreds of people in the recent Pacific Northwest heat wave alone, is the idea of giving up AC back in 2015 as a way to fight climate change. This is sample size myself, but I know several people who completely understandably have started using air conditioning for the first time this summer. We’ve used our window unit by far more than we ever have, with three heat emergencies and four heat advisories in Boston in 2021. So what did all of that AC abandonment get us, other than the temporary balm of feeling like we were sacrificing something for a good reason?

This part is a tough for me because Americans totally do use too much AC, and too much electricity, we are hogs and it’s ridiculous. The impulse to use less is a good and noble one, the right thing to do even. And readers will know that I am actually a believer that individual change is a necessary part of confronting climate change. Solar panels, ditching the SUV, going electric, all for it, for a variety of reasons. I’m also a big believer that local change can add up and cascade into global change.

But the air conditioning dilemma hammers home the almost-comical limits of individual action to solve this global problem. Consider the cruel absurdity of a well-intentioned middle-class person in the Global North having a revelation in 2015 that they had to get rid of air conditioning because of climate change, and then industry and government perpetuates fossil fuel use for another five years, and now air conditioning use is going to spike all over the world because temperatures are becoming increasingly miserable if not dangerous.

In other words, even as more people became aware of climate change and realized they could live without air conditioning, the lack of systemic change has meant that a lot of those people probably have to start using AC once again, along with many more people who never have. It’s not just that individual choices alone don’t work, when not translated to transformative change, it actually makes it so that responsible consumer choices become impossible.

This gets back to what I was saying about deciding where to live during climate change. We can try to do the right thing, make the right decisions that make us part of the solution and not part of the problem—and you know what we fucking should—but the brutal fact is, our individual lives may very well be simply engulfed by the failure of institutions and the cruelty of industry.

And that’s what I’ve got for today, goodbye!

Just kidding, but kind of not kidding. I don’t really have a take-home point on this one. It’s very confusing and upsetting and one of the most difficult parts about being a person who likes to feel in control in a world where we are all losing control. But maybe one point here is the reminder that so many of us are still thinking we can deal with this problem in the margins. And even those of us who know that’s not going to cut it can still only really do things that are in the margins. But the changes ahead are not marginal.

Nobody should feel bad about giving up air conditioning and then feeling like it’s pointless, and nobody should feel bad about wanting to live in comfort, but it’s hard to avoid either. One of the toughest lessons about living with climate change is that, though it may not be your fault, and the solution may not be within your personal grasp, how you are currently living is most certainly causing it, and how you are currently living is going to radically change because of it.

Watching

Speaking of helplessness in the face of failing systems, I just finished the third and final season of The Deuce from David Simon and crime writer George Pelecanos, and I liked it maybe just as much as The Wire. If you haven’t seen it, whatever you think the show is, I can almost guarantee it is much more. It might not be for everyone, mainly because it’s largely about sex work and is a bit on the naked side at times, but like The Wire, it’s about the failure of institutions, even when they are made up of well-intentioned people. And on the much more fun side, it’s about the completely bonkers world of New York nightlife in the 1970s and early 80s, from the tiny punk bars to giant disco clubs.

It’s also very Crisis Palacey, in that just as it is about how futile it is to try to change systems, it’s also about always fighting and how change does in fact happen, just in ways we don’t expect, and how people always take care of each other and find joy even in the worst conditions.

Me when you ask me the point of this week’s newsletter

Reading and Listening

I read this cool little book that I picked up in Tucson called Rez Metal: Inside the Navajo Nation Heavy Metal Scene, which is actually a companion to a documentary by the same name that I haven’t been able to track down to watch yet. So it’s not exactly a book, more like an oral history told through transcribed interviews they conducted for the documentary. But it focuses on this one band I Don’t Konform, which recorded an album with this guy who produced a bunch of Metallica’s records so it was a real breakthrough for a metal band from the reservation.

But the best part of it all is the just raw energy and love that all of the bands and their fans have for the music, which is hugely popular among Diné youth. Their shows are in tiny DIY rock clubs and sometimes fairgrounds, but they also do these Rez house concerts where they literally just set up and shred in people’s living rooms. My favorite little detail is that there is a popular band called Testify, and the drummer is Edmund Yazzie, who is the singer’s dad and also a member of the Navajo Council. It is such an awesome fucking scene that provides a much needed outlet for people. As the DJ at one Gallup radio station says, “What does metal mean to me? Metal is justice.”

I figured I would link a song by I Don’t Konform from their album Sagebrush Rejects, which has an incredible album cover (below), and has some great songs including the title track and “Hungry for War” and the Andrew W.K.-like anthem “WE R I.D.K.” But the most appropriate song for Crisis Palace is hands down “Environmental Punk Asses (E.P.A.)” Enjoy.

You can stream IDK on all platforms and they have a Facebook account that’s updated with dates and clips, they play around Phoenix for AZ readers. You can also donate to the Native American Music Fund, which is featured in Rez Metal.

No links today got a late start and have run out of steam. I guess I would be curious to know what you all think about air conditioning. Do you use it? Do you feel guilty about it? Do you feel guilty about not feeling guilty about it? Are you reading this from inside of an air conditioned baseball stadium’s hot tub and couldn’t give a shit?

I do have an update on our senile dog, aka my elderly son. And that is, he is doing much better. Some time with the grandparents really helped his schedule and we’ve managed to keep him on track so much better sleep at night. But then he did have to go to the emergency vet last week because he had blood in his pee and then turned out he needed an enema it was this whole thing. He’s better now.

Jamie also had to go to a dermatologist and the one she picked was named I’m not making this up Doctor Doktor and I thought Jamie should walk in and sing Doctor Doktor give me the news I got a bad case of allergic reaction to sunscreen! But I don’t know she’s probably heard all the jokes so better to just be respectful of Dr Dr.

And now I’m basically just typing a bunch of stuff about doctor visits which is probably some kind of HIPAA violation so I will stop. I hope you and your dogs are staying healthy out there and that this newsletter is like a refreshing breeze.

Tate