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Copenhagen: Last Week & Why I’m Here

Update: Some of the early info I had on the “Copenhagen Accord” was incorrect – see corrections near the end of this post and have a look at this Guardian article for the full low-down.

Well, the COP15 UN Climate Summit is almost at an end. I’m sorry to say I don’t know anyone who thinks there is any chance the world leaders will rescue the sad state of affairs as they stand. Personally, I think the last two days of the conference have been more of a photo opportunity than anything else. Apparently, the text that now looks set to be the “Copenhagen Accord” basically looks the same as what was leaked from the Danes at the beginning of the two weeks. You would be justified in asking what it was all for.

Yes, my blog from Copenhagen lapsed, I’m sorry, but here’s a wrap-up of how we went with our Australian actions.

I already posted photos from our little Aussie bloc in the main protest last Saturday, but the following Monday we were actually covered on page 2 (or 4, depending on the edition) of The Australian, sadly our only national broadsheet – sad because it’s actually a really crap paper. Anyway, yay to them for covering us!

Aussie Protest in The Australian newspaper

Then our little story about our first day of action outside the Bella Centre was published in the SMH on Wednesday and got republished in The Age too.

Cries of 'C'mon Aussie' stir yobbo pride

We just found out yesterday that Celia’s little piece was published in this week’s Blue Mountains Gazette too – and surprisingly have received much more feedback about that than page 2 of the national broadsheet. Ah local papers, I love you. If you can believe it, I think the title was “Local Girl Does Good”. Beautiful.

We also came across a reporter from ABC’s Radio National on the metro one day in Copenhagen, with the Sooty twins (our inflatable kangaroos) under arm and he posted one of my photos with their latest Copenhagen update, online here.

Finally, GetUp had their camera at the main Saturday protest and featured us in their “COPTV” update that recently went out to their members. Watch the video here.

We took our Aussie protest, inflatable kangaroos and new chants to the Bella Centre a few more times in the second week, even in the snow. I have to say, I was, and still am, really unimpressed with a lot of the campaign, lobby and “activist” organisations who have been whinging about not being allowed into the Bella Centre. Okay, the world needs to know. Okay, we need observers there. Okay, we need some activists on the inside. Did the Danish government massively stuff up on the number of passes issued? Yes. Okay, it’s terrible that many people flew to Copenhagen thinking they could get in for the second week and ended up wasting the carbon-debt of their long-haul flight in their hotel rooms. However, did we need as many observers as there were? No. Should there have been limits on lobbyists from both the fossil fuel and environmental sides? Yes. Should there have even been limits on government negotiators and at the same time subsidies so that Tuvalu didn’t have one person there while Australia had 100? Yes. Anyway, what really made me lose faith in some of these people was when we were out near the entrance of the conference, singing a few Aussie climate chants. In a break, the crowd, some of whom to be fair had been queuing for six hours, starting chanting ‘let us in’. Okay, that’s reasonable. Then we thought we’d offer another chant since people were obviously in the mood & it helps with the morale:

What do we want?
Climate Justice
When do we want it?
Now.

Basically no-one joined in and shortly, we had several people telling us to shut up. So many of these people are here to urge governments to do more on climate change but they want the protesters to shut up? That’s a pretty funny kind of logic.

The second major action of the two weeks was on Wednesday, Reclaim Power, when the plan was to march to the Bella Centre and attempt to breach the perimeter, taking over proceedings and creating a People’s Summit on climate change. Could have been a great idea but I think it was a little over-ambitious and because many activists arrived only days before the action, along with the Danish police pre-emptively arresting some key organisers it ended up a little disorganised. Anyway, we marched with a few Aussie signs, though sadly Sooty had taken a hit and was put out of action. The whole protest was pretty positive and very peaceful on the part of the protesters. Sadly, once we arrived at the Bella Centre the police got a little edgy and sprayed a lot of people in the eyes with pepper spray – very painful – and bashed a number of people in the head with their batons. They even assaulted one and arrested a number of other people trying to exit the Bella Centre and join the protest outside. After some time it calmed down and we actually had a great time holding a line across the road on one side of the main body of the protest so that the People’s Summit could go on outside without police intervention. We had clowns dancing around in front of the police line, sausages being thrown to their attack dogs and a classic linked-arm rendition of “Don’t Worry, Be Happy”.

What else happened to us in the last week? Our last days were put partly out of action when two of our crew, Mithra and Martin had their bag, containing their passports, stolen and had to go to a cop shop (ha!), report the theft, go to the Australian embassy, etc. So we might have had one more exciting action up our sleeves but it wasn’t to be. That day I went to see Bill McKibben, founder of 350.org and Mohammed Nasheed, President of the Maldives speak at Klimaforum which was really beautiful and powerful. We were also caught in a riot (okay, that’s probably dramatising it a little) in Copenhagen’s free, autonomous suburb of Christiania. We were at an activist gig at a bar inside Christiania. When the gig finished someone announced that the front door was closed and you couldn’t leave that way because a riot had started and the police were firing tear gas outside. It’s hard to get an exact idea of what happened, but there was a big event in a climate tent there that night that was attended by many organisers from Climate Justice Action, the main group behind the Reclaim Power action, and the word was that police used a minor excuse to try to move in and pre-emptively arrest a bunch of people. This was resisted with fire blockades and broken glass which was answered with tear gas. Anyway, we got out a couple of hours later, walking through a weird scene with helicopter searchlights shining down from above, clusters of police in full riot gear and coach-loads of riot police in the surrounding streets.

So I travelled all the way to Europe, taking five weeks to get here with one of the big motivations for my trip to be here at the end of the year in Copenhagen for the COP15 UN Climate Summit. What was it all for?

There’s not much point in rehashing words that have been eloquently written elsewhere, so here’s an excerpt from 350.org (my favourite climate campaign, and these days there’s a lot of choice) which more or less sums up what I think would have been a good outcome for Copenhagen:

we at 350.org are fighting for a deal that is fair, ambitious and binding (FAB) — fair because developed countries provide at least $200 billion a year for developing countries to develop on a low carbon pathway and face the impacts of climate change, ambitious because the treaty sets 350 ppm as a target and demands at least 40% carbon cuts by 2020 for developed countries, and binding, because it will be a legally binding treaty, not just a political agreement.

We definitely fell far short of that, but there are some things to celebrate. Over 100 countries now support a deal based on bringing global CO2 back down to 350 parts-per-million, which is well over half the countries that were involved at Copenhagen. Also, many small nations, especially small island states had an opportunity, in front of a mass concentration of global media to present to the world the stark choice that particularly rich countries are making – unless we bring the world back to 350ppm and keep global warming to 1.5 degrees above pre-industrial temperatures – we are signing a death sentence for those people and millions more across the planet. The final piece of good news is that 1.5 degrees makes a minor appearance in the text as it currently stands – that in 2016 the goal of limiting global warming to 2 degrees will be reviewed to see if we might need to keep it to 1.5 degrees instead, this is barely a win and more of a way to stop island nations from walking out of the summit. By 2016 it will almost certainly be too late to keep the average temperature rise to 1.5 degrees. Update: sadly, all references to 1.5 degrees were removed from the final text.

Even though I didn’t expect much more from Copenhagen than what we have – essentially a political agreement with no legal power for wealthy countries to reduce emissions 80% by 2050 [Update: all targets removed from the final text] and no interim (2020) targets – it is sad to see that realised. It is sad that even with a mountain of scientific evidence for the crisis ahead of us and in the face of heartfelt pleas from countries like Tuvalu, world leaders still did nothing.

Our little group of individuals just wanted to be there to show that there are Australians who aren’t aligned to any lobby group or organisation who are prepared to come halfway around the world off our own bat to freezing Copenhagen just to have what small impact we can in the face of our government offering a woefully inadequate response and even trying to wriggle out of what little targets we have offered through dodgy accounting.

Update: Please leave your comments on what you think the next steps could be for the climate movement, globally, but particularly in Australia in light of Copenhagen.

Copenhagen: Global Day of Action

So today we participated in what was probably the world’s largest climate protest. Organisers said there were up to 100,000 people on the streets who walked 6km from the city centre to the Bella Centre, conference venue for the UN Climate Summit. Here’s a picture someone shot with a camera phone (click to see it bigger):

Biggest climate demonstration in history on Twitpic

Far more importantly, we came up with some new rhymes!

Aussie, Aussie, Aussie
CUT THE COAL
Aussie, Aussie, Aussie
CUT THE COAL
Aussie
CUT
Aussie
COAL
Aussie, Aussie, Aussie
CUT THE COAL

To the tune of ‘Skippy the Bush Kangaroo’:

Sooty, Sooty, Sooty the coal kangaroo
Sooty, Sooty, our coal’s gonna screw me and you

And finally, the brilliance of Waltzing Matilda:

I’m an Australian
I’m an Australian
We’re selling coal to the rest of the world
If we keep selling coal we’ll be watching while the planet burns
Come on Australia and STOP SELLING COAL

After an hour of that, we had tripled our numbers as other Australians in the crowd homed in on our progressive boganism.

Some of the media reporting of the event has been pretty rubbish. I’m not even going to link to the horrible, inaccurate crap that Australia’s ABC published. I’m going to go out on a limb and link to an article from FOX News in the US – I know, I know, it might sound crazy, but they interviewed us without telling us who they were and quoted Martin, so here it is, actually its a much better article than all the Australian media I saw: shame. Here’s another angle from the Guardian, though it says nothing of the amazing feeling of being there and shockingly doesn’t mention us! And here’s a blog from an Australian caught inside by the dodgy police tactics. We filmed by a bunch of TV crews and interviewed for Deutsche Weller radio and a couple of others, but didn’t see any Australian photographers or journos – where the hell are you guys???

Anyway, here’s a few of my photos from today – very sub-standard this time sorry.

Aussies at Copenhagen Global Day of Action Aussies at Copenhagen Global Day of Action Aussies at Copenhagen Global Day of Climate Action Aussies at Copenhagen Global Day of Action Australia: World #1 Coal Exporter

Kangaroo Climate Crew Strikes Again

Before I share a few more fabulous photos of our recent actions at COP15 in Copenhagen, I want to let you know that I’ve coined a new term. Progressive boganism. That’s what our actions so far at Copenhagen have all been about. Check it out.

Fair Go Aus: Don't Do The Dodge

Nothing says day out at the footy like an inflatable green and gold boxing kangaroo. This shot was taken at Copenhagen’s iconic ‘little mermaid’ statue yesterday and is targeted at the issue of loopholes that various countries, especially Australia, have been trying to get in to the final text of the Copenhagen agreement. We might here more in the next fews days from journos inside the conference, but you can read a little more about it here in the mean time.

After a quick placard re-arrangement, we snapped a second shot in support of a treaty that will bring global carbon dioxide in the atmosphere down to 350 parts-per-million. The Australian government is currently angling for a 450ppm deal as their ‘ambitious’ position. This is a death sentence for mainly low-lying island nations including many of our Pacific neighbours and would also spell disaster for the Great Barrier Reef and potentially a lot of Australian agriculture. Find out more at 350.org

C'mon Aussie - Get Real - 350 Deal

Right now we’re patching up the ‘Sooty twins’ – our two inflatable roos – to take down to the Aussie bloc in the Global Day of Action on Climate Change march starting at Parliament Square, Copenhagen.

We also found our little actions spreading around the web in a few more places:

More actions to come, so keep on eye on my unfolding set of my COP15 photos here.

Season of Change

Winter trees, Summer Sun,
Cloudless sky, warmth on skin.
Autumn leaves, under rim,
Wind in hair, wondering.

Seasons change, days grow cold,
Back at home, earth is cracked.
Bushfire sparks, flames erupt,
Change has come, trees are dust.

Now I sit, tears on cheek,
In my mind, people’s crimes.
Forests cut, rivers drying,
Fragile Earth, slowly dying.

Is there hope, in this world?
I decide, choice is mine.
Standing up, Sun still shines,
I ride toward, a better future.

Australia to Europe on a Carbon Budget

Today (depending on where you are) is Blog Action Day ‘09 and this year’s theme is climate change, so I thought this would be a good opportunity to blog about my adventures in low-carbon travel.

Right at the beginning of my trip this year, I wrote a little about my plans to get to Europe in a low-carbon way, but I didn’t give a lot of background. This year, my partner Celia is doing her in-country study in France as part of her degree in International Studies. I took the only sensible choice available – saved a tiny wad of cash, quit my job, and struck off for Europe. As someone who was not only a professional climate change campaigner but also a committed environmental activist, the obvious trip to Flight Centre was out of the question. I think the big changes we need to make to achieve a safe climate will largely involve communities working together and will need governments and businesses along the way too. However, I think there is also a place to take personal responsibility for your own climate impact and find ways to practically demonstrate a sustainable lifestyle.

Tufi International Airport

Over the 2007/2008 new year period, Celia and I decided to travel to Papua New Guinea – a dream of mine ever since I discovered it is the most biologically and culturally diverse bit of land on Earth. The plan was to find a boat to take us there from Far North Queensland (instead of flying). Not finding any solid options through our enquiries in Sydney, we took a train to Casino, a bus from there to Brisbane, stopped over before a gruelling 30-hour bus ride to Cairns and started checking out Marinas. After several dead ends, we took a half-hour bus North out of Cairns to a yacht club – the last place on our list of options. We asked about putting a notice up on their board, dropped that we were looking for a ride to PNG and were told there was a guy docked right now who had come from there and was heading back sometime soon. He wasn’t on the boat at the time, but a few phone calls and a drink at the club later and we had secured ourselves a ride to a small island West of New Ireland on a boat with this guy and his family. Incidentally, he was working on Environmental Impact Statements for mine tailings being dumped into the ocean from PNG mines (often run by Australian companies, by the way). Recipe for adventure. To cut a long story short, he postponed his departure twice, and three weeks later, on the day before we were due to ship out, he rang to say he’d had problems with customs and immigration adding passengers to his list less than 48 hours before departure (that was us). After spending so long searching and then waiting, this was pretty crushing. Sadly, we jumped on a plane four days later for the shortest distance we could.

Sea Level Rise

Well, that’s all in the past now but the lesson learned is that it’s hard to get off this big old island we call home. This time, with Celia’s help (right up until just before I left for Europe I was strapped coordinating Walk Against Warming), I started planning a little further in advance and found a couple of options to get from Australia to England by boat – unfortunately, for the privilege of a spot on a cargo boat, the cost can be prohibitively expensive. It would have cost me something like AU$5700 to sail from Melbourne to England in 34 days. On my budget, that was out, but I asked to keep an option open on taking the same boat just to Singapore from where I could continue overland. They weren’t keen on selling a partial ticket, and with only six places aboard the ship, there was nothing available when the cut-off date came around. So, back to flying off the rock unfortunately. Before we go further, I’ll point you to two resources for a quick starter on why we’ve got to cut flights: Plane Stupid & BBC.

Red Railway Carriage

As I listed in my earlier post, I took buses and trains across Australia from Sydney to Darwin, took my only flight of the whole year (so far) from Darwin to Ho Chi Minh city in Vietnam, continued right through China to Mongolia and crossed Russia on the Trans-Siberian before chugging through Warsaw, Berlin and Paris. That was 5 weeks, 2 buses, 10 trains, 1 flight and approximately AU$3000 – including food, accommodation, everything. Of course, it wouldn’t be fair to compare this cost directly to a one-way flight to Paris, because I also had an amazing trip – crossed the Red Centre on the historic Ghan, spent time sailing through Ha Long Bay, wandered the streets of Beijing and climbed the Great Wall, visited the coldest capital on the planet and slept with isolated nomads in Mongolia, spent nearly four days chatting to a Russian grandmother without either of us speaking a word of the other’s language and got lost on the magnificent Moscow metro.

Erland Howden by Brad HunterSo, now that I got myself here, what next? I’m following some of the same simple ideas that I do at home – buying seasonal organic and bio-dynamic food wherever possible (French supermarkets are pretty good on this front), favouring fresh food over packaged/frozen/processed foods, buying second-hand goods like clothes and furniture instead of contributing to demand for new and generally imported goods… and here’s the big one again – sustainable transport. Back at home in Australia, the biggest area of one’s personal emissions over which you have control is home electricity (look left, you get the idea), but of course when you’re travelling, well, it’s the travel. In the nine months I’ve been in Europe, I haven’t taken a single flight – it’s incredible the miles of short-haul flights most backpackers will rack up in a short couple of months sightseeing the continent. Step 1 was a bike – the beautiful recumbent you can see in my profile photo top-right and step 2 was trains, buses (yes, with the bikes) and boats.

Old Porto Tram

I haven’t blogged about it all yet, but I’ve travelled an enormous distance from Brittany in France, up to the far reaches of Scotland, across the Basque region of Spain, down the Sardinian coast, through Italy and out onto islands in the Aegean in Greece, back through Italy to Spain again, across to Portugal and back again through Venice to the South of Croatia and back up to Slovenia, Budapest, Vienna, Prague, Munich, the Swiss Alps and back across France to Rennes. It is possible, and in most cases I would argue timely and convenient, to do all of this with sustainable transport – mostly mass transit with trains, a few buses (mainly in Croatia), some overnight ferries and the rest by some glorious, mostly relaxed and picturesque cycling.

Sunset Cycling

It’s now the wee hours where I am and later today I’ll be taking another exciting rail journey – from France to England under the English Channel. After a few days visiting friends in London, Brighton and Cambridge we’re off to do one another sustainable travel activity – one I can’t recommend highly enough – WWOOFing, on the edge of Dartmoor National Park. There’ll be time enough to explain the concept later, for those of you who don’t know, but now I have to get some sleep and you can follow the link to inform yourself. On my to-do list is to work out the exact costing of my (mostly) overland trip with an itemised breakdown and a full (as far as possible) carbon account of the journey. Oh yeah, and find a way back to Australia.

So, that’s my sustainable travel story so far. What’s yours?