gaah! the self-reliance! it bugs me, when talking about buildings in a city, or even in a suburb.
if a person making a house, or greening a house, pays $25,000 to supply their own electricity, when they could contribute $8,000 through their electricity bills to do the same thing by helping build cheaper shared capacity, doesn’t that mean the new green world just lost $17,000 of needed investment?
per house!
earlier i was going to call this one
the cell phone of home improvement, or: ’snap out of it!’
cute — but i really needed something that showed more of my annoyance with people getting hoodwinked — either as buyers or sellers — by “selling electricity back to the grid” as a way of making money in your spare time at home while you’re in the bathtub.
it’s your money — kinda — and it’s your bathtub — filled with our water — but i’m sorry — if that’s your business sense on display there — well, we all have our sub-prime moments, don’t we.
photovoltaic solar, at today’s price-per-watt, has its places. most of them… are very far away from you.
For the nearly 1.6 billion people living in communities not yet connected to an electrical grid, it is now often cheaper to install solar cells rooftop-by-rooftop than to build a central power plant and a grid to reach potential consumers. For Andean villagers, for example, who have depended on tallow-based candles for their lighting, the monthly payment for a solar cell installation over 30 months is less than the monthly outlay for candles.
Villagers in India who are not yet connected to a grid and who depend on kerosene lamps face a similar cost calculation. Installing a home solar electric system in India, including batteries, costs roughly $400. Such systems will power two, three, or four small appliances or lights and are widely used in homes and shops in lieu of polluting and increasingly costly kerosene lamps. In one year a kerosene lamp burns nearly 20 gallons of kerosene, which at $3 a gallon means $60 per lamp. A solar cell lighting system that replaced only two lamps would pay for itself within four years.
The estimated 1.5 billion kerosene lamps in use today provide only 0.5 percent of all residential lighting but account for 29 percent of residential lighting’s CO2 emissions. They use the equivalent of 1.3 million barrels of oil per day, which is equal to roughly half the oil production of Kuwait. Replacing these lamps with solar cell installations would cut world oil use by 1.5 percent….
these are important things, meaningful future things, that are both simple parallels to the adoption of mobile phones, and the stuff of international negotiations and great controversy. i say so and why would i ever disagree with myself.
i’ll even push out on the branch here, till it’s creaking, and say the emphasis on home solar in highly-wired communities is neither a turn-off-drop-out memory nor a manifestation of our buy-it-yourself consumer hell, but instead is a plea for help from people who really really want to be able to act and are having their civic booties handed to them by the lobbyists, scalawags, and technoboors in charge of our politics.
yay.
information aggregation is a blessing and curse. by reading articles individually, you miss the stream that the original editors assembled. something a lunatic layer-cake baker like me has a paradoxically hard time remembering.
for instance the other day a very friendly writer talked about “the bystander effect” on the way to telling us how to be a climate hero.
I go to every demonstration. I write to every politician.
I insulate my house fanatically. I don’t own a car. Every year I do a little more: composting kitchen waste, shopping at farmers’ markets, recycling, buying only secondhand. Using carbon calculators, I’ve figured that I’ve lowered my family’s emissions 50 percent in seven years. That’s a big step. Because of my actions, my fear for my children’s future is not incapacitating. I’m striding down the aisle trying to help. Not only have I improved my emotional state, I’ve broken group cohesion and started to pull others from their seats. I’ve gotten friends and relatives to insulate more and drive less, to admit the problem and start thinking about the solution.
let me put this in context for you. i’m not trying to make you depressed. i’m trying to show how much more effective group action is than individual. let’s talk about your average person, somewhere in the middle of the pack, in the UK. they drive a few miles. they take no special precautions, no special arrangements, no bending over backwards for the environment. what’s that person’s ecological footprint?
I’ve lowered my family’s emissions 50 percent in seven years.
yeah. right there. that level. hands behind the back and eyes closed, that’s the UK average: half ours. how? because they have better environmental standards than we do.
on their buildings, on their vehicles, on their electricity. partly it’s because energy is more expensive and partly it’s because they’re packed in a little tighter but — mostly — it’s because, over many years, their elected officials haven’t been complete assholes.
do they live in a prison, these “british people”? is it a terrible life no one wants to lead? are they forced to eat granola? yes. nobody talks about it but that’s the truth. granola, beer, tabloid scandals. it’s horrible to live there. if the island weren’t across from france, they’d all swim away.
wouldn’t they.
but i was talking about information streams.
i called orion magazine’s office after reading that little article and asked — since they’d never reviewed or mentioned that book — why was that, exactly. the editor person told me they were principally a literary venture and since that book was months old now and they didn’t publish often and didn’t have much space—
“are you offering to review it?”
ack, no, i called here to bury you, not to pitch. ack. pleh. but. that conversation did probably light the fire that became high-voltage direct blogging, the closest i might be able to come to a regular book review. this is also part of it. and several other pieces and bits. i’m not a magazine person.
another thing i learned is that if i’d learned the how of heroism from the magazine itself, i’d have seen its larger companion piece on the terrifying new speed of global warming and our last chance to stop it.
No, what the scientists have been wrong about — and I mean really, really wrong — is the speed at which it’s all occurring. Our climate system isn’t just “changing.” It’s not just “warming.” It’s snapping, violently, into a whole new regime right before our eyes. A fantastic spasm of altered weather patterns is crashing down upon our heads right now.
The only question left for America is this: can we snap along with the climate? Can we, as the world’s biggest polluter, create a grassroots political uprising that emerges as abruptly as a snap of the fingers? A movement that demands the clean-energy revolution in the time we have left to save ourselves? I think we can do it. I hope we can do it. Indeed, the recent political “snap” in Australia, where a devastating and unprecedented drought made climate change a central voting issue and so helped topple a Bush-like government of deniers, should give us encouragement.
mmm, but that’s an election, and elections can mean lots of things. not all of them have to be taken to heart by the idiots in office(s).
The part of the picture that I can see is our own snap. I can see potent political change coming to America with our nation passionately joining the Kyoto process. I can see layers and layers of solution feedback loops that follow. I can see national policies that freeze and then quickly scale back the use of oil, coal, and natural gas. I see multitudes of Americans finally inspired to conserve at home, their money-saving actions feeding and amplifying the whole process. I then see consumer and governmental demand unleashing the genius of market systems and technological creativity, accelerating everything until we as a society are moving at geometric speed too, just like the climate, and suddenly our use of dirty fuels simply disappears.
Snap!
I can see my son coming of age in a world where the multiplier benefits of clean energy go far beyond preserving a stable climate. No more wars for oil. No more mountaintops removed for coal. A plummet in childhood asthma. A more secure, sustainable, and prosperous economy. Although there are surely dark times ahead, I can see him living through them, living deep into the twenty-first century, when most of the lingering greenhouse gases will have finally dissipated from our atmosphere, allowing an orderly end to the geo-engineering process.
Best of all, I see spiritual transformation ahead. We simply cannot make the necessary changes without being changed ourselves. Of this I am sure. With every wind farm we build, with every zero-emission car we engineer, we will remember our motivation as surely as every Rosie the Riveter knew in the 1940s that each rivet was defeating fascism. A deep and explicit understanding of sustainability will dawn for the first time in modern human history, moving from energy to diet to land use to globalization.
we can all talk and talk. maybe there’s something to it, now, maybe.
if it’s really gonna snap — getting us, instead of a green backlash, an eco-tips backlash — a new environmentalism wave — a storm of whole-systems thinking — driven by food, fuel, climate, you name it, we broke it — if that snap — our snap — is on any kind of climate-similar timeline,
maybe it’ll come by the end of the year.
and the faster we get building, the more likely we’ll have something to fall back on, when things get nasty.



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