“I know we have come along way but tell me, where do the children play”. (Cat Stevens)
I am starting to feel like a two year old wanting to throw the “world’s biggest tantrum” and leave no ear on the planet unmoved.
We build, we dig, we mine, we blast, we spray, we pave, we earth, we paint, we detonate, we implode, we fight wars and it just goes on and on.
And when this environmental abuse comes up in social discussions, we hear the words of “plastic visionaries” proclaim “the children are our future”…what future?
The future is not in 50 years, it is as I type the next word in this post. It is the next sunrise and sunset, the next blink of my eye…this is future. Why are we hoping to solve the problems of the environment and the world “down the track” when the problems are now and existing.
There are some that see the problems and are thinking ahead. Some such as Gowrie Victoria who have started to provide facilities and learning spaces for an ever growing population.
What is interesting to contemplate is that some believe that inner city living has a smaller footprint:
So, are we saying that inner city sustainable living playgrounds are “where the children will play” in the future with an ever growing population? That might solve that problem but will there be enough room for our garden beds to feed this same number of people?