The World is Blue

Sylvia Earle’s new book: “The World is Blue” : A Silent Spring for our era, this eloquent, urgent, fascinating book reveals how just 50 years of swift and dangerous oceanic change threatens the very existence of life on Earth…what we do—or fail to do—in the next ten years may well resonate for the next ten thousand.


Humans evolving?

Saw “Soldiers of Peace” last night, highly recommended. Stories of success and inspiration. Individuals working for peace in situations where peace would seem almost unimaginable.

From the synopsis:
“there’s one very big reason already compelling us to evolve beyond our ancient human impulse to war: the planet. The challenges of global warming confront humankind with an absolute crossroads in our development as a species…The only way to survive is to evolve…”

At its root, Fisher to Fisher is also about how we must evolve and come together for our survival. Our ocean ecosystems are necessary to human life on the planet. We, all of us, have in common with artisinal fishers the need to protect fish stocks and marine ecosystems. They cannot do it without us. Equally, we cannot do it without them. We have a huge stake in working together.

Unfortunately, throughout history, we have not done well in the mutual cooperation and respect department. Especially when it comes to people who we perceive as different. Especially when we do not see those people as wealthy and powerful. (Our perception of wealth and power being another thing that needs to evolve.)

Anyhow, back to the film. Al said to me afterward that the only thing that disappointed him about the film was that there were maybe 15 people in the audience. Including us. Fifteen people does not a movement make.

Gladding Fishers Summit

Yesterday, field trip to a fishing village near Cumana – amazing, beautiful, heartening to see the fisher’s interacting, to see them touring a marine biology station that one of the Gladding fishers has played an instrumental role in. I will post photos soon.

Today, the Fishers Summit: down to the real work. Discussions among the fishers about what they are doing, what needs to be done to make conservation happen.

Wakeup call

This evening I was looking on the web for the Spanish translation of “wakeup call” to give the hotel operator. In the lobby yesterday I managed to communicate with the staff by pantomiming sleeping, sing songing “bring, bring, bring” and then jumping “awake”. I’m not proud. Pantomiming over the phone, needless to say, doesn’t work.

I report this at all because from my rudimentary, web facilitated effort, the Spanish translation of wakeup call is “llamada despertar”. “Despertar” reminding me of our English “desperate” –

From all that I am hearing at this conference, it seems so appropriate.

With that, I recommend this editorial on Bluefin Tuna fisheries by Terry Gibson, who is also here in Cumana covering the GCFI Conference. A very concrete example of why we need to listen to the artisinal fishermen.

conch pearls

A photo of conch pearls, courtesy of Andy Moldanado, a fisher from Puerto Rico

A reminder

Just before I left for Caracas, I was sharing with Ashton Williams, a diver from Antigua, how I hoped the film would lead to wider awareness of how critical artisanal fishers are to successful marine conservation in the Caribbean. And also appreciation and support for the efforts they are making.

A moment of silence.

Then he said, “Hurry. We don’t have much time.”

“not an addiction, love”

“In my dream, I was sitting on a dock with a man who told me, if you are cremated and your ashes scattered in the ocean, you can hug your family all the time when they are at the beach.

“That is when I decided that my feelings for the ocean were not an addiction. It was love.”

A story told to me by Andres Maldanado, a fisher from Puerto Rico whos was on the bus ride from Caracas to Cumana for the GCFI conference. We arrived at 2:30 am. It couldn’t have been a better start.