What is a civilization worth if it cannot protect the natural conditions that gave birth to it?
I hope we aren’t the first species to document our own extinction.
Journalists, by focusing relentlessly on the dysfunction, feed into people’s sense of fatalism. They begin to think that nothing will ever work.
We can scarcely be warranted in supposing that all the productive powers of [Earth’s] surface can be made subservient to the use of man, in exclusion of all the plants and animals not entering into his stock of subsistence.
More broadly what does it mean to be human when this means to be part of a global force that changes everything—even the future of an entire planet? What does nature even mean in an age of humans?