I’m worried. Big worries. So big that – when I wake up at night – my thoughts are constantly revolving around it. These are existential concerns. Worries that our planet is being thrown off balance. Through climate change, through environmental degradation and mass extinction of plants and animals, through plastic pollution. In front of our eyes. Now. Caused by us. Those who have the invaluable privilege of living on this wonderful, unique planet. My worries are mixed up with pure bewilderment. About that we just keep going like before. About the fact that many people do not seem to worry about these things. As if the countless signs did not…
I am an incredibly positive, optimistic person by nature. Nevertheless, I am more and more frustrated. I show a lack of understanding about what is going so wrong on our planet, especially with regard to the climate and the environment. I am shocked at the unbelievable stupidity of the human species, which rushes into its own ruin with a run-up and full speed. Nature, no thanks!?