I’m realistically optimistic. This post won’t have millions of readers, it won’t have thousands and it probably won’t even have hundreds of readers. Of the one hundred or so people who subscribe to my blog in various ways, half will probably delete the link without opening. Of the fifty people who might read this, half of them won’t be moved by what I have to say and it will end up in the trash anyway. Of the couple dozen readers left, about half of you are my heroes or teachers or both and because this post will be similar to the choir preaching to the preacher I’m including you in the group I won’t be reaching.
In my realistic optimism, perhaps wild imagination, I write this post to the ten readers I have left.
I’ve waited until the last-minute because good intentions in June, July or August often turn out to be just that, good intentions or inaction when September rolls around. I say this because I know. I’m you. Today, I find a tiny part of myself working feverishly to find an excuse for me not to, even as I write this post asking you to take action.
In a few days, on Sunday, September 21st, in New York City, the People’s Climate March has mobilized millions of us to rally ahead of the United Nations summit on the climate crisis which begins September 23rd.
I live near by, going to the rally is relatively easy for me. I’d love to have you join me in New York City, but there are thousands of People’s Climate March actions planned worldwide, join your neighbors closer to home.
For those of you still reading, you can take action at the Corner of West Street and Route 7 or at the South End of Beach House Gardens, at Lower Plenty Scout Hall or the State Library of Victoria or Treasury Garden’s Pond, at Meyer’s Pier or Parc de la Mairie or Willingdon South Gravel Lot, in Goulmima or Marrakesh, at Marion Square or Piedmont Park, in Zadar or Zagreb, at Dáil Éireann or St. Stephen’s Green, in Columbia or St. Louis, at Praça da Matriz or Monumento dos Pescadores, in New Orléans or Miami, at Free Speech Wall or Vance Monument, in Ivybridge or Knaresborough, at Nathan Phillips Square or Whalley Park and in Sacramento or San José.
You get the idea. What a message we would send to those I’m sure are watching if hundreds of millions of us across the globe stand up on Sunday. Please, bring a friend or two and join us.