“Mining is bad for the environment”

Says the “concerned” on internet chat via copper wire, on a computer made possible by rare earth minerals and other metals, via energy produced with coal, gas or the cleanest and most hated uranium.

The “concerned” is able to have this internet chat because of free time made possible because of a highly organized society that has reduced labor costs via technological innovation that has made possible all kinds of advantages that the make the utterance of “mining is bad for the environment” possible. The car is made of composites based in steel but including aluminum, tin, and soon to be traded for the electric vehicle that requires just as much hidden energy production and increase in copper content. The car is drive on roads made with steel rebar and limestone. The “concerned” travels more efficiently due to the electric light system made possible by copper and energy production–think coal, gas, uranium. The “concerned” likely has a career which makes possible the leisure to wax virtuous about the environment. The career, the safer and more secure it is will be found in an infrastructure dripping with limestone, steel, copper run on energy produced by coal, gas or uranium.

The “concerned” carries this paradox within uncomfortably. Unwilling to let go of the pleasures enjoyed in defending the moral high ground of environmental concern, but just as unwilling to give up any of the conveniences made possible by mining. Teh “concerned” must know that he is not really concerned. His actions are a better indication of his concerns than his words. His words wax poetic about saving the world from mining. Meanwhile, he drives, he checks email, he enjoys climate controlled living, he drips with mining. It is all around him. It is in him. It makes his utterances possible. It, hated and despised, walks forward knowing how cheap the hate and spite is.

I leave the “concerned” to his facade of virtue and feel good moral high ground. I note the yuckiness of saying one thing and doing another so innocently, so blatantly and yet so seemingly unaware. Where in my life am I doing the same? That is the far more important question.

We have not broached the way miners support families and communities and are often the first and only industry to provide the possibility of labor that surpasses subsistence reward in parts of the world where such labor is desired and nonexistence. We have not broached the poverty of science the more complex the variable becomes that it seeks to predict the value of in which much of the hatred of mining is rooted. We have not broached the human side of science full of ordinary human with values, allegiances, full of subjective agency that infects the very observations they claim their beloved method protects them from.

Published by Purilib

Anonymously interested in grasping the good life.

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