Wednesday, May 30, 2012

The economies of the world: what happens when there are no more fish, what then? ... by gimleteye


This morning sun is shining. The sea is calm and blue, off the mole of Cefalu; an ancient port on the northern coast of Sicily.

The summer throngs and heat have yet to arrive in a region that features in the narrative of Western civilization. Long before Homer and Odysseus, pre-civilization inched our way forward, based on markets and nourishment thousands of years before Christ and the parable of the fish.

What is striking here is the same as I have observed in Florida and the Caribbean: the impoverished oceans. Here there are no fish, or only a few or only small ones where there was bountiful supply even in our father and mothers' lifetimes. The markets of Cefalu should be crowded with vendors and buyers negotiating the calories to sustain liberty, law and order.

The emergency of the oceans should be at the front of our political life. But we are in repose. Asleep. The industrial response to the industrial world's crisis of food supply is more industrial response: genetically modified organisms, pesticides, farm-raised fish and crops to yield better profits.

Any one of the thousands of generations before ours would read the markets empty of fish at the shorefronts of Sicily as an ominous metaphor and sign. Yet the cars are all moving on ribbons of road. The beach chairs are organized in neat, colorful rows with umbrellas already fixed to protect tourists from the harmful effects of too much sun.

Recent images of social unrest in Greece are appalling. Yet the world goes on. In past economic straits, the Greek people could turn to the oceans. It is no different in Miami, where early settlers living in Coconut Grove could easily supplement their diets and feed families spending just a few hours with a fishing line or spear at a place called Dinner Key for a reason. Today, the waters are empty. Governments, including the State of Florida, not only fail to incorporate environmental protections, our elected officials are rushing in reverse: promoting policies of economic growth by erasing what limited and inefficient protections exist through the law to protect water quality and by extension the food supply we depend on. It is happening in Tallahassee and Washington DC every day and the subtext for a full scale attack on regulations that might, if they worked, constrain against the emptying of our food supply.

No one who shops at convenience stores or Publix or Walmart is putting up much of a fuss except to complain about the rising costs of food. No one seems to care that short-sighted policies we endorse, through elected officials we return to office one cycle after another, are to blame.

But the comfort of distance provided by industrial food policies -- and the conviction that nothing can alter our domination of nature -- will not hold. I cannot say when our grasp will be loosened from certainty that we can surmount every obstacle, but the oceans stripped of vitality the omen our ancestors would have read at once.

This is true even on a calm, beautiful morning where the sun shines and the water beckons, the sky is filled with scooting clouds across blue skies, exactly as life has unfolded for countless generations. As a civilization, we must comprehend in the ocean what we are obliged to do as a matter of devotion and economic need.

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

You are such a gifted writer.

Geniusofdespair said...

Changing baselines. Do we even have one anymore?

Ross said...

In the depression, my father's family in Daytona could dip all the shrimp they could eat, and easily gather crabs and oysters. Served with a side of "hearts of palm." They ate better than we do! Even when I was a kid in the 50s, we were pretty poor, but never had food insecurity.

The Florida I knew is already underwater.

Anonymous said...

Ross: I remember those same wonderful times in Dade County. The
waters were full of lobster, fish, land crab etc. Not any more. Its shameful what has happen since the 1970's. I recommend all newcomers read THE RIVER OF GRASSS BY MARJORIE STONEMAN DOUGLAS to learn and appreciate the beauty of Florida.
Thank you to the young environmentalist taking up the voice to save this precious state and Miami-Dade County.