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+title: Wishful Thinking
+date: 2010/07/08
+tags: musings, ecology, energy
+---
+
+I used to be a magical thinker many years ago. Whenever I wished for something
+I would keep looking at the road side while sitting on the backseat of my
+parents’ car or when I was walking home from school, hoping to spot the
+object of my dreams.
+
+For many years I badly wished for a tortoise or a turtle to come into my life,
+just waiting for me at the side of the road. As I used to find coins just about
+twice a month, I reckoned I could stumble upon animals just as easily. Animals
+longing to let go of their wild nature, willing to become my companion and just
+waiting for me to come by.
+
+It never happened. (It should also be noted that my dream to stumble upon a
+tame specimen of Gallimimus at the side of the road never came true.) I never
+found a turtle at the side of the road.
+
+Until today. A dream came true, but it had unnoticedly turned into a nightmare.
+When I walked out the door this morning I caught sight of about four
+centimeters of what seemed to resemble a six-legged crab. As I got closer I
+could make out that one of the legs was actually a tail and another was a head
+on a long neck. Closer yet I recognized it as a tiny turtle standing squarely
+on the right side of my path.
+
+![dead turtle](/images/posts/turtle.jpg)
+
+Noticing an ant crawling on its eye I realized that it was dead. Its limbs had
+not completely stiffened yet when I picked it up to move its body off the
+street and onto the sidewalk where I went on to take a picture of a shattered
+dream.
+
+In an attempt to stretch this story into a metaphor for something more dramatic
+than the mere death of critter—albeit a cute one—I chose
+“Wishful Thinking” as the title for this entry. Although this story
+is not representative of anything in particular, it did remind me of what I
+recently read on Magical Thinking in Derrick Jensen᾿s “What We
+Leave Behind”.
+
+(There's much I disagree with when it comes to Jensen's worldview, but this
+section is quite powerful.)
+
+<blockquote>
+
+ <p>Are you a magical thinker? I know that too often I am. With apologies to Jeff
+ Foxworthy, let&#8127;s play a little game.</p>
+
+ <p>If you put a bumper sticker on you hybrid Prius that reads <em>Visualize World
+ Peace</em> in the hope this will bring about world peace, you might just be a
+ magical thinker.</p>
+
+ <p>If you buy a hybrid Prius in the hope this will slow global warming, you
+ might just be a magical thinker.</p>
+
+ <p>[...]</p>
+
+ <p>If you think buying compact fluorescent light bulbs will slow global warming,
+ you might just be a magical thinker.</p>
+
+ <p>[...]</p>
+
+ <p>If you think this culture will stop killing the planet without being
+ force-fully stopped, you might just be delusional, and if you don&#8127;t act
+ to stop this culture, then you will be failing in your responsibility as a
+ living being (p.224/5).</p>
+
+</blockquote>
+
+
+&ldquo;Ugh, did he just really turn a story about a rotting turtle into an
+environmental protection guilt-fest?&rdquo;---so it seems. What I was aiming
+for was that: remembering my innocent dreaming and my firm believe that
+watching just closely enough will make the unlikely more likely, in the face of
+the distasteful partial manifestation of that dream demonstrated just how
+unsatisfying Wishful Thinking can be. Observing the road side would have only
+increased my chance of discovering unpleasant road-kills. My convenient idea of
+looking out for what is easiest to spot just addressed the wrong problem
+(turtles aren't the type to lurk at the side of roads) and at the same time
+left me unsatisfied. I think I'm eventually driving the point home: attempting
+to solve the wrong problem is unrewarding in every way.
+
+If you think our culture will survive if only we could manage to find an
+alternative to cheap oil, you might just be a magical thinker---or you might be
+part of the actual problem.
+