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dear politicians, stop weaving a web of excuses to save our planet. climate scientists have warned that we only have 12 years to limit a climate change catastrophe. in 12 years, i'll be 26. i'll have left university, finally gotten the hang of my job and all that will immediately be snatched away because you don't want to stop spinning your wheel of excuses. you say you're doing all you can, but are you? because i think we're failing. every night i stare up at the ceiling and think about how because of your selfishness, my life may be cut short. stop whitewashing everything. world peace and chaos are on two sides of a coin. every time a new catastrophe is presented, you flip the coin and the world holds its breath only for it to always land on chaos. i want to be a teacher. i want to teach tomorrow's children. but why am i studying for a future that might not even be mine to have? every day my prospects are slowly slipping away. i'm being taught that money is the most important thing in my life. work is more important than my well-being. so in 12 years when i'm 26, i want us to have limited this climate change catastrophe. and i will teach tomorrow's children that my well-being is more important than my work and money is not the most important thing in my life. we will be the spiders that weave the web of truth and peace. not you. we will leave the world in a better place than we found it for the future generation.
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Sep 24, 2019
Sep 24, 2019 at 6:14 PM UTC
a letter to all politicians
dear politicians, stop weaving a web of excuses to save our planet. climate scientists have warned that we only have 12 years to limit a climate change catastrophe. in 12 years, i'll be 26. i'll have left university, finally gotten the hang of my job and all that will immediately be snatched away because you don't want to stop spinning your wheel of excuses. you say you're doing all you can, but are you? because i think we're failing. every night i stare up at the ceiling and think about how because of your selfishness, my life may be cut short. stop whitewashing everything. world peace and chaos are on two sides of a coin. every time a new catastrophe is presented, you flip the coin and the world holds its breath only for it to always land on chaos. i want to be a teacher. i want to teach tomorrow's children. but why am i studying for a future that might not even be mine to have? every day my prospects are slowly slipping away. i'm being taught that money is the most important thing in my life. work is more important than my well-being. so in 12 years when i'm 26, i want us to have limited this climate change catastrophe. and i will teach tomorrow's children that my well-being is more important than my work and money is not the most important thing in my life. we will be the spiders that weave the web of truth and peace. not you. we will leave the world in a better place than we found it for the future generation.
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14/F/United Kingdom
Sep 24, 2019
Sep 24, 2019 at 6:14 PM UTC
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