Some 40 years ago, I was involved in the first Earth Day event, and I have no regrets about it. Understand where I was in those days. It was Niagara Falls, NY, potentially one of the most beautiful places in the world, but in those days one of the most polluted.
Love Canal, that infamous pit hole, was within walking distance of my house. Just a few blocks behind us factory smokestacks spewed soot and foul odors. Many men who worked in those plants died young from strange cancers, as have many of those who just happened to live in Niagara Falls.
Back then nearby Lake Erie was almost a “dead” lake, no fish being able to survive in the cesspool it had become. I deigned to fish in the Niagara River, just down the street from me, but if I happened to catch one, it was advised not to have it for dinner. The banks of the river were littered with every piece of trash imaginable, and whatever was in the water caused the banks to be lined with some kind of foamy mixture that didn’t smell very good.
On the way to elementary school (we were able to walk to school in those days) dumps of some kind of slag heaps from nearby chemical plants littered the field we used to cross. We never knew what those slag heaps were or where they came from, but we knew they were not a part of God’s creation and it was best to dodge them whenever possible.
To this day mountains of industrial waste are still growing in and around the city. I am sure that Occidental Petroleum's then-owner Armand Hammer (that Soviet synpathizer) and his Love Canal is not an isolated problem, and that other toxic time bombs have just not been brought to light yet.
In my high school days Earth Day was something I had to be involved in because there were real, visible, smellable, verifiable risks to health and life parked in front of me every time I looked out the window, went for a walk, or showed up on the sandlot ball field. I felt I had no choice but to be involved, and I was right. The command to “dress it and keep it” is plain enough. “Dress it” is to improve it. “Keep it” is to preserve it. That makes as much sense to me now as it did then.
And therein is the rub, and why I call myself a conservationist and not an environmentalist. From what I see the modern environmentalist seems to operate from the perspective that the human race is an ecological outcast, and that if people would just go away the world would reach a natural balance of perfect ecological harmony. But one look at what happens to your vegetable garden should let you know what happens when there is not a gardener there to tend it: It overgrows with weeds and critters.
In the Biblical worldview, the job of the human race is to finish God’s work, to take that garden and keep it beautiful and productive. The problem is, we have played the role of environmental invader as opposed to our God-given role of stewards and sustainers. And we do that because we have become Takers instead of Givers.
Just as important as that is the strange turn the environmental movement has taken. As our society has invested more and more to clean up the mess we made, and as these efforts have become more and more successful, the environmental movement seems to have evolved into a cabal of hobbyists or perhaps better said a group of religious zealots. The Earth (always spelled with a capital “E”) has become a goddess, a new incarnation of the ancient Gaia, and this Gaia has become a living, breathing organism of its own.
This mindset touts theoretical disasters that might result from a 1 degree change in temperature, which of course is our fault, and other such concerns. Do you see why this now older boy who once saw real environmental degradation and still hears stories of strange cancers from his boyhood home questions the purveyors of such alarms? Do you see why I suspect that "environmentalism" has become a tool to shake down the rest of us for our money and freedom?
And it bothers me. It bothers me a lot. It bothers me because we as a people have an obligation to our Creator to be aware of the needs of our environment and our responsibility to dress and keep it for our benefit and the glory of God. As hype is hyped and subsequently discredited, very real environmental concerns are discredited along with it.
Let’s get real, folks. Being good to the earth (small “e”) is a mandate from God. But Gaia is not a god, and neither are money and control.