Believe or not, While
the COP15's hopeful were still in the street, a
person named JIN, Minghou bloged in Chinese the following Emperor's
Clothes, which I thought is mind-boggling and worthsharing
therefore in another language, a vivid analogy of
climatic challenges the Homo sapiens faces, of course this is not
to suggest I agree or disagree with the author. Simply sharing.
Increasingly, the open access state of the largest commons seems
to plunge into a deadly tragedy which we all contribute to and to
be victimized. This is probably why the significance for
recognizing Prof. Ostrom's Nobel Prize in 2009 as a pretext to
the COP15 and the capitalized global economic
model, but in
retrospective, little seems to ring a bell to the
COP15 and beyound.
The COP15 has left a lot of people in a mental block or
temporary memory-access denied, hopefully it is temporary only!
What leaves us in the post-Copenhagen times? Is there another built
up for Maxico? What is to be bulit
up? Are we really all like passengers in the
following story demonstrating as susinctly the kind
of unlaughable dilemma? Do we all bet our faith
and wisdom on international conventions to save us? If not what and
where else can we look up for alternatives? Can we start a citizen
and consumers-based low carbon society regardless how noisy these
meetings might turn out? I do not know, but I hope my answer to the
last question is a definite Yes!
Here goes Mr. Jin's climatic version of emperor's clothes:
Imagine this, one hundreds individuals of the Homo sapiens, on
board of a wrethed ferry rapidly making water,are bargining hard
who are to scrub water out of the vessel. Such
stupidity is so self-evident, that no one belives it would take
place in real life situation, even if the most selfish and
shameless person would have given his or her best effort most
selfishlessly cleasening the water breaking into the boat.
Unfortunately the reality is much more complex than the ferry
scenario, hence, the extra-ordinary situations: most passengers on
board could just stop working on the unwanted water and continue
enjoy the ocean scenery, if their calculation suggests that there
is enough time to the ferry to reach their destination, and the
threat of sinking is indeed for the next batch of passengers, even
at the cost of submerging some parts of the boat, such as
passengers in the cabin called " the Republic of Maldives".
Passengers become even more crazy if this ferry is overloaded
with too much luggage of the passengers' who are expected
to dump them in the water. The
poor and the rich hence start their bargaining.
The poor: the rich
should dump your goods first,
since you guys have too much surplus assets than you could use - at
least 40% can be thrown in the water.
The rich: You guys are so poor, your luggage is cheap, bulky
and heavy, toss your worthless luggage
first.
The poor: Why don't the rich compensate the poor with 0.5-1%
of your annual income, roughly 3,000 yuan, meanwhile teach us the
trick of getting richer, if I have to give away my luggage;
The rich: you have been subsidized 100 yuan each year, how
could you be so greedy and stupid, stop day-dreaming! you are
saving yourselves ultimately, not me.
The poor: I have just been on board
of this ferry for no longer than two days, but you
rich mob have been on forever, the this ferry has been worn down by
you. It is only fair and natural that you share larger dose of your
blood.
The Rich: God knows this ferry would wear out! If we had not
managed this ship day-in and day-out, you poor guys would have got
nowhere appreciating the navigation and other western technologies,
but still digging the earth. It is also us who discover and alert
everyone about the problem of this ferry, otherwise, you poor souls
would not even know how you will get
yourselves drowned.
The bargin is yet to conclude, the ship is sinking fast. The
passengers all crowded the room called Jarpen,the
gang of the poor forced out an accord - The Koyoto Protocol,
demanding the rich to abandon their belongings while the poor is to
keep their stuff. The richest among the rich, named
the Amalika speaks out: this is
an open articulation of hatred against the rich, where on earth
could such understanding prevail, the end of the game, I AM
OUT!
The poor loathes: the bitch weighs the heavist, one fifth of
the weight is due to you, whoelse can do better reliviating this
ferry than you?
The passenger
Amalika replied: i am the heavist, but my stuff
values the highest. One fourth of the valuables on this ship is
mine, yet only weighs one fifth of the total, why me to reliviate
first. Look at that poor fellow, called Cheena, with a net worth of
only 3% of the valuable, but weighs one fifth. Why can Cheena start
dumping its stuff?
The passenger Cheena with black eye and hair and brownish
complexion breaks out: the poor brothers and sisters, listen to
Amalika no more, we are all in one alley. If i am singled out, who
is to cover you should one of you appear to be behaving a little
out of the boundary? This ship is for each and everyone of us. You,
Amalika, your belongings tops in terms of quantity
and weights,and you have been boarded the longest, why you look at
me? On what account you should look at others not you yourselves?
We, the poor fellows fear less, they, the rich will pay a higher
price (because they are overburdoned by too much
stuff)!
At last the moment comes, passengers all feel
like putting an end to the
endless bargin, they all congragate to a room called
"Kopenheigen"to carry out the mission. But latest
news had that to conclude the bargain (apologize for not knowing
the appropriate colloquial term for the original
words used -"chedan", and the word for word translation
should be " talking egg's nonsense")remains little
hope but an mission impossible. However, at last
moment, a MOU coming out of Kopenheigen room with
everyone's signiture recognizes that "We, all passengers, have
discovered, and acknowledged that this ship we are currently
boarding is fastly making water, and is indeed undisbutabelly going
under. "
As soon as the MOU is announced to the public, the
passengers are bombarded with
congradulatory mails praising their super political wisdom and
their devotion to the defence of national sovereignty.
以下是一位叫Jin先生写的文字值得分享：（非常抱歉，Jin先生，我本着非商业的公益目的使用了你的文字，如果你不同意我的转载行为，我马上撤下。）
如果一百多人在漏水的船上讨价还价谁该往外多舀水，那是明摆着的蠢，事实上没人会这么干，连船上那最自私最无耻的人，也会拿出最大公无私的精神拼命舀水的。
但是事情如果再复杂一点，就会有新鲜的现象了。如果船上的人算计一下，在这条船沉没前，他们有足够的时间安全抵达港口，危险属于下一船乘客时，有很多人就会停下来安静地欣赏海景了。
哪怕这条船在抵达港口前的确会沉没一部分，比如灌满一个叫“马尔代夫”的船舱，其他舱室的人，基本上都会无动于衷。
更复杂的是，如果这艘船超重，需要乘客们把身上的金银细软抛下船的话，扯蛋就来了。穷人们说，富人钱多经得起糟蹋你先扔，至少得再扔40%；富人则说穷鬼你那堆破烂儿又沉又不值钱你先扔；穷人说我扔也可以但你富人得拿出年收入的0.5%-1%，即3000块补偿给我，还得教会我发财致富的秘诀，富人说你丫做白日梦吧老子已经一年白给你100块了，多了别想，你救的不是我是你自己。
穷人说老子才刚坐这船没两天，你狗日富人坐好几年了，生生把新船坐成了破船，现在多出点血是天经地义的；富人说以前天杀的知道这船是会坐破的，再说如果不是我们富人天天捣鼓这船，你这帮农民今天还在刨地球，能懂航海术、看西洋景？今天这船要沉了也是我们发现的，要不你们这帮賤人淹死了都不知道咋回事。
蛋还没扯完，眼见船越来越漏的厉害。于是船客们聚到“日本房间”，穷人们靠着人多强行通过了一份《京都协议书》，要求富人赶紧扔东西，穷人却可以不扔。最富的富人米利坚说，这是明显的仇富嘛，天下哪有这道理，俺不玩了。穷人说你B一家最重，负担就占了全船的近1/5，你不扔谁扔？米利坚说我的东西是最重，但也最值钱。俺以全船1/4的值钱物件才占了1/5的重量，凭啥我扔？你们看看那叫拆哪的穷鬼，以不到3%的价值也占了近1/5的负担，为啥不让他多扔？
黑眼睛黑头发黄皮肤的拆哪一听急了：穷兄弟们别听他的，俺们可都是穷苦人家出身，你们要是把我推出来，以后你们中有人小偷小摸耍流氓谁罩着啊？好歹这船是大家的，你米利坚就是东西最多最重，这船也属你坐的时间最长次数最多，看我干啥？凭啥？你凭啥？这最怕船沉的不是咱穷棒子是富人，他们经不起大规模人员伤亡。
为了尽快把蛋扯完，船客们最近又在一间叫“丹麦”的房间开了一个会。据最新消息，把蛋扯完的机会已经很渺茫。最重大的成果将是形成一份《哥本哈根共识》，这份有所有船客签名的共识说：“我们都发现并且承认，这船在漏水，而且是会沉的。”
这份共识发表后，船客们纷纷接到恭喜电话，表扬他们表现出了高超的政治智慧，并且坚定地捍卫了国家利益。
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