it's an interesting thing, talking at parties to strangers and people we sort of know (through having seen them at the same party the year before).
the woman next to me was otherwise lovely, but seemed to think there was a possibility that climate change wasn't created by humans. I started to launch into my rather gloomy, cataclysmic catastrophic events in the next fifty years (although that time line seems to be creeping up) spiel, only to stop myself.
stay on point. I thought. don't get depressing.
well really, it isn't depressing, it is what it is. what's happening already. we've known this was coming and it has started. does it matter if people think it's natural or not? not really. the tipping point has either been passed or the hasn't. we're shouting into the wind if we think changing public opinion on whether the change is natural or not matters now.
we have to stay flexible enough that we can survive.
and by that point the table was talking about books and movies and we stayed safely in our geeky lane for the rest of the evening.
I'm cultivating flexibility by not spending time arguing with someone who doesn't need arguing with.
that's an interesting development for me.