Objectif lune

Rob Hopkins signe ce matin sur sun blogue un texte que je trouve  très inspirant: Why I spent Christmas on the Moon.


«I spent most of this festive break on the Moon. (…) It might seem like an irresponsible and selfish thing to do, to set off to our nearest celestial body at a time when everything is unravelling, the skies of Australia are turning orange and the minds of the damaged inner children of the world’s most powerful men are once again turning to war. (…)

Sometimes we need to turn the chatter off, to disconnect. I’ve been reading Jenny Odell’s brilliant book ‘How to Do Nothing’. In it she writes of the need in our lives to balance contemplation and participation. (…)

I returned from my time there with some thoughts, some reflections, which I hope will prove useful in the battles that lie ahead, in the ongoing uphill push to wrestle our future back (…)

while the Moon landings were a remarkable feat of technological achievement, they were preceded a remarkable feat of storytelling. As Muhammad Yunus describes it in the film ‘Apres Demain’, before we actually went to the Moon, many people wrote books, made films, wrote songs about going to the Moon. By the time we actually went to the Moon, everyone had already been there many times, in stories.

The act of telling the stories of what a low carbon future would look like, smell like, sound like, is a vital part of our work now.»

Rob Hopkins fait ensuite référence au discours du Président Kennedy auquel j’ai fait référence il y a quelques jours — explorant ce qui peut être fait en dix ans, quand on le veut / quand il le faut vraiment:

«He set a hugely ambitious goal to land a crew on the Moon and return them safely to Earth before the end of the decade. He made it clear that this wouldn’t be easy, and that at the time he gave his speech, it was still technically unfeasible. But he made it clear that within less than 10 years, it would be done. He acknowledged that it would be difficult, but that nevertheless it would be done.»

Et il enchaîne, dans un état d’esprit qui ressemble à celui que j’ai souhaité partager hier soir:

«Another important observation about the Apollo missions was that when the idea was first mooted, although no doubt there were people at the time who said it was impossible and that it wouldn’t work (…) I worry that in much of our work around climate change, we start with assuming that it’s too late (…) shooting ourselves in the foot before we even begin. There were no ‘We’re Fucked’ placards in Mission Control.»

Avant de conclure:

«As I return home to this beautiful planet, still staggeringly beautiful in spite of its many ills, it is my wish that this will come to be remembered as the decade of splendour. Let us make it so.»

Merci Rob Hopkins!

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