"There's too much confusion, I can't get no relief.
Businessmen, they drink my wine, plowmen dig my earth,
None of them along the line know what any of it is worth."
"No reason to get excited," the thief, he kindly spoke,
"There are many here among us who feel that life is but a joke.
But you and I, we've been through that, and this is not our fate,
So let us not talk falsely now, the hour is getting late."
-Opening lyrics to All Along The Watchtower, by Bob Dylan
I couldn't help but think of this iconic song after reading the latest U.N. Climate Report, which can perhaps be best summed up in this excerpt:
Pointing to the solution, the IPCC said the costs associated with mitigation action such as shifting the energy system to solar and wind power and other renewable sources and improving energy efficiency would reduce economic growth only by 0.06 per cent annually.
And [IPCC chairman Rajendra] Pachauri said that cost should be measured against the implications of doing nothing, putting “all species that live on this planet” at peril.
Here is a soulful and slowed down version of the Dylan classic for your discernment:
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