Andrea McKernon at Cop26: “Doomed RMS Titanic Now Signals Perilous Climate Change Warning”
The RMS Titanic is synonymous with many aspects of Belfast, of course being built in the city’s shipyard. ‘
But now the doomed ship that sank on her maiden voyage across the Atlantic is crossing another incarnation – signaling the perilous warning of climate change.
The duo “SS Planet Titanic” sings “Come Fly With Me” by Frank Sinatra in the streets of central Glasgow.
The man’s interpretation of the swinging blow draws passers-by, but the seagull, perched atop the painted cardboard lifeline and “voiced” by the woman, constantly intervenes in a Belfast / Scottish twang.
For “as far as the weather is concerned, it’s such a beautiful day,” Ms. Seagull warns Old Blue Eyes that the weather is at the global warming stage and that it shouldn’t be so selfish to go flying anywhere. or. For “Come fly with me, let’s fly, let’s fly,” warns Mouette that Co2 emissions are killing the planet. You get the drift.
The Cop26 armada is in town. A rising tide of protesters embarking on a two-week marathon. They sail and walk around Glasgow calling with banners, flags, drums and megaphones.
The thousands of delegates and security are just as numerous.
All around the city are heard foreign voices, people in national and ethnic clothes, American, European, Irish and English accents. Lots of people in their thirties fill vegan cafes where you can even hear an Australian twang.
And the same goes for the global media. Reporters – from the Indian subcontinent, Asia and Europe – throng the streets and squares, speaking in front of cameras and tripod-mounted cell phones.
Like an influx that has disembarked on the last ship, Glasgow is a city of rolling suitcases, broadcast tech and phone navigators that make their way to George Square, the surrounding streets and the conference arena on the River Clyde where the Most of the nations of the world are represented.
Everywhere there are policemen in yellow and black uniforms, thousands in the city – especially on the closed roads of Glasgow’s Scottish Exhibition Campus.
I arrived by ferry to Cairnryan and drove into town to stay (alas, gas car) with my e-bike on the bike rack to see what a cop looks like.
Arriving in town with my phone that was not behaving, I thought to ask for directions to another type of cop, a policeman.
“I have no idea,” he said with a Scouse accent.
“I’m from Liverpool,” he adds, checking his own phone for my directions.
I am staying in the south of the city with a Cop26 accommodation provider and riding an electric bike to the center.
Glasgowians offered their rooms and homes free of charge and for nominal amounts to visitors.
The Cop26 Homestay network allowed me to visit without paying the extremely inflated hotel and Airbnb prices.
The house-sharing community was set up for the “climate justice community” – not only cheaper, but as the network says, more environmentally friendly.
That will do the trick for this less than perfect proponent of climate justice.