Lilacs, Snow, and the Al Gore Challenge
By Miryam Ehrlich Williamson

Pillows are beginning to smell of mildew. Spiders suddenly have the nerve to come inside and build new webs, having abandoned the ones they started beneath the overhangs that (mostly) keep the rain away from the casement windows. Inside the house, the outside cats are sending surly looks in my direction; surely the One Who Provides Food can dry out their hunting grounds if She wants to. Everyone’s hay is ruined. The price of a bale next winter will likely exceed that of a gallon of gasoline. At senior lunch yesterday, even the people who never complain about the weather were complaining about the weather. Nobody around here can remember the last day it didn’t rain.
When we moved here in 1985, people who learned we were here to raise sheep and chickens and grow vegetables told us not to plant until Memorial Day weekend. After that, they said, there’d pretty sure not be another hard frost, although….
We bought a kit and built a greenhouse – not heated, but good, we thought, nine months out of the year. Wrong. Try five. We could extend a three-month growing season by one month on each end, no more. We’d moved only about 70 air miles away from the ocean, but we’d lost two months of outdoor growing time.
That was 1985. Twenty years later we wanted to kick ourselves for waiting so late to plant seeds and transplant seedlings. The past couple of years, we’ve had everything but the squash and tomatoes in the ground mid-May.
It used to be that we saw frost soon after Labor Day. The past couple of years, light frost has come in mid-October and the killing one in November.
I’m not saying the change has been strictly linear. I made the photo that leads this piece on May 18, 2002. The lilacs survived. The apple blossoms did not. But the trend is clear. More rain, longer growing season. And did I mention the temperatures? Don’t ask.
The tropics are moving to New England. I’ve already got two perennials in my cutting garden that aren’t supposed to survive winters in Zone 5. I wonder when they’re going to redo the zone map. [Note to self: Find out who would make that decision, and how.]
Al Gore said something fairly astounding on July 17: “America must commit to producing 100% of our electricity from cheap, clean renewable energy sources, like solar and wind, within 10 years.” There’s a 27-minute video you can watch. It’s pure dynamite. The wing nuts are saying he’s crazy.
Mostly, though, people are comparing that with JFK’s “man on the moon” challenge in 1961. I wish I could buy that. I want to believe we can do this, too. I want to be chanting, “Si se puede.”
But while it took thousands of people working to enable Neal Armstrong’s one step for humankind, it will take more than three hundred million of us to go on a no-carbon diet. Not low carb, no carb. And however much we do as individuals, it can’t happen without the full-throated support of corporate America. In rural America, if we need food we can’t grow for ourselves, we get into the car; there’s no corner convenience store for the likes of us. Until Detroit (or Japan, or Korea, or wherever) gives us a no-carbon car (and I don’t mean one you plug into house current, using coal to provide electricity for the battery) we’ll be burning gasoline. And what about those of us who won’t be able to buy the no-carb cars when they come along because a new car is beyond our reach? Will there be help for us, or shall we simply starve?
That’s one way of looking at the Gore manifesto — to say, “Yeah, right. Ain’t gonna happen.” But Henry Ford said, “Whether you think you can or whether you think you can’t, you’re right.” And the philosopher Immanuel Kant said we should all act such that we’d be glad to see our actions become universal law.
I want it to be universal law that we make the changes in our lives that will enable us to meet Al Gore’s challenge on July 17, 2018. To do that, we have to make ourselves into an implacable force for renewable energy. It has to become unacceptable for corporations to ignore this imperative. It has to become unacceptable for politicians to ignore this imperative. You can help make this so, by signing the MoveOn petition that will be delivered to the presidential candidates and to Congress. Then start looking around the house and see what changes you can make now, before Congress and the corporations get their hind ends in gear.
I’ll be 82 on the tenth anniversary of Gore’s challenge, but the women in my family go on forever, so if some drunk in a car doesn’t pick me off on Route 2 before then, I’ll be around to see how well we’ve done. You wouldn’t want to disappoint an old lady, now would you?
Posted on July 23rd, 2008 by MiryamEhrlichWilliamson
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