Speaking the Language
Already, the language is becoming tiresome: Green. Local. Sustainable. Maybe it’s because, to a certain extent, these are all abstractions. What do any of them really mean? Or maybe it’s just the curse of the liberal effete, the ugly truth that those with the means to champion these causes are too often viewed through the disdainful eye of the commoner.
So he wonders: Do we cling to these monikers, wringing our collective hands as their value steadily erodes? Do we throw in the towel? Or do we develop a new way of talking about the future that’s inclusive and modest and urgent? And what does that language sound like?
He’s not sure what will work; he only knows what’s not working. Slowly, reluctantly, America’s green awakening is opening a sleepy eye. But that’s a far cry from getting the damn thing out of bed, and if that doesn’t happen soon, it’s gonna drift back into dreamland, where the skies are always blue, the economy’s always booming, and no one scorns it.