Mother earth can shrug off the presence of some humans, but not this many. We are supporting wasteful modern lifestyles with resources that WILL run out, resulting in tragic ends. As we exploit and consume, we destroy the atmosphere and wipe out habitats needed by species that enable our existence. Famine will stress the population when we can’t make petrochemicals necessary to support industrialized farming. Depleted farmlands will yield to desertification. All these things are happening and resource wars will ensue.
This planet is the only place we can live. Working through all possible solutions leads a rational mind to one inevitable conclusion: we MUST stop reproducing until the global population is reduced by at least half. (Less than 4 billion) If we reach this goal and implement all possible conservation measures, we have a chance. If we survive, we must commit to never again exceeding the planet’s carrying capacity.
It’s not hopeless if we confront denial. We should conserve and preserve, reduce our carbon footprints and all that, but more than anything, we need to stop reproducing for a while.
If we don’t commit to birth reduction, our fate will eclipse global genocide: civilization will end and there will be no intelligent life remaining that knows or remembers us, our legacy lost because we couldn’t overcome our emotional greed. That’s the ultimate futility of the world humans have created. The tipping point is near, inaction fatal.