Unclear.
Untold. Unfair. These are words that one can reasonably expect in any
decent conversation or review of the recent UN Human Rights Council
resolution on/against Sri Lanka. However, such dismal descriptives are
applicable to other matters, institutions and processes as well.
Just
the other day, those words were uttered at the launch of Dr Prasanna
Cooray book ‘Politics of a Rainforest: Battles To Save Sinharaja,’ L. J.
Mendis Wickramasinghe is a Sri Lankan herpetologist, taxonomist,
naturalist, wildlife photographer, framed his observations with that
telling end-note.
The book contains much information on the
subject. Mendis Wickramasinghe’s thoughts as well as those expressed by
others offered insights rich in detail and nuance. The picture that
emerged was worrisome and not only on account of the horror stories of
deforestation doing the rounds, which, by the way, are marked as much by
fact as hyperbole.
What is most worrisome is the dimensions of
ignorance demonstrated by commentators, the officials, politicians,
self-righteous, the horror-stricken and the loud objectors. There’s also
the inevitable cash-in attempts motivated by political capital to be
secured. Such efforts are not unusual and typically are the bread and
butter of people whose interest in ecological matters are subservient to
political designs.
Of course the hue and cry even if
politically motivated do have a positive impact. They draw attention to
things that do warrant investigation, even if one were conservative.
There’s a downside to it as well — the ill-willed only need to debunk
the rhetoricians in order for the issue to be discredited.
Two
things get dismissed: the enormity of the problem and the complexity.
The first gets pooh-poohed The second get’s little or no play at all.
Both outcomes can have seriously negative impacts.
Complexity.
This is a word that all nature-lovers, officials, politicians and even
citizens who are less invested in things ecological (compared to other
concerns) should take into account. Mendis Wickramasinghe interjected an
interesting example. In a word (or name), Meemure.
Meemure. Say
it. Close your eyes and say it. It’s like someone humming a melody. Now
think ‘Meemure.’ You will remember all you’ve heard of the name and the
place. Idyllic. Dreamy. Mysterious. You can pick one of many
adjectives. It’s a yanna hithena thanak (a place you want to visit).
Meemure.
You might remember the name as one of the weekly ‘stops’ in the
President’s Game Samaga Pilisandara (Conversation with the village(rs))
program. During that visit some villagers had requested the president to
permit them to cultivate cardamom. On the face of it, a reasonable
request considering that people in the area have harvested cardamon from
the surrounding forests for centuries, i.e. until the possible dangers
were noted, studied, policy recommendations submitted and laws enacted
to stop the practice.
The problem is simple. That Meemure of,
say, twenty years ago, is no longer the Meemure that you will encounter
today. Those who are ignorant of changes that have taken place might
argue that the villagers always had a symbiotic relationship with the
jungle. They harvested various things but without compromising
regenerative capacities, without felling trees, without facilitating any
decline in biodiversity and so on. Then. Not any more.
Today,
the notion of the innocent villager robbed of a lifestyle where
livelihood was made in part by an engagement with the forest is a
convenient cover. There’s a difference between someone picking cardamom
growing wild to flavor a meal and someone growing cardamom for
commercial purposes. The latter type can and do abuse opportunities
offered to the former in good faith.
Today, there’s no juggery
that’s not sugar-made. Today, if a villager falls seriously ill (at the
‘wrong’ time of the day), he/she might die on the way to the hospital
because of the sheer traffic — it’s now a tourist destination, not an
idyllic village. Of course there’s good and bad in these ‘developments.’
Some villagers have and continue to prosper. Some lament. In any event,
it’s a different Meemure that’s out there. Well, it is a different
country too. The economic system has undergone a lot of transformation.
Profit is a powerful driver that can obliterate other factors. The
needs-of-the- here-and-now constitute a powerful objector to sustainable
lifestyles and of course all those other things flagged by ecologists,
nature-lovers, econazis and of course those who use ‘ecology’ as a
convenient armor in petty and narrow political battles.
Meemure,
moreover, could be a metaphor for what’s happening in many parts of the
country, especially when it comes to sensitive ecologies. Only the
scientists truly know what’s what about such things. Indeed, anyone who
truly loves nature will take the time to learn the science or seek the
views of the scientists. Others are essentially dabblers. Dabblers can
harm, knowingly or unknowingly.
As Mendis-Wickramasinghe pointed
out, most who go to Sinharaja, for example, might want to see a bear, an
elephant or a leopard. No bears, he said. There are some leopards, he
said. Maybe elephant-sightings too. For that, he said, you would have to
spend a long time there. More importantly, he showed pictures of all
kinds of creatures that those who look for ‘the big guys’ would most
certainly miss. He spoke of what damage can be caused by ignorance of
complex phenomenon and processes, for things are connected in numerous
ways. If you don’t see the complexity, your response, even with the best
of intentions, could engender monumental disasters.
And here’s
something else he said. Mendis-Wickramasinghe offered that we have a
very narrow notion of ‘diversity’. We limit it to ethnicity and
religion. How about the hundreds of indigenous species of fauna and
flora, he posed. How about history? How about effective land-use
options? How about impact on climate? How about, yes, the people, in
these ‘Meemures’ and elsewhere?
Meemure. Yanna hithena thanak, that it is. Is it an inna hithena thanak (a place you want to remain), though? Think about it.
Things
are unclear. Untold. Unfair. Certain things are even untenable. These
are words that those who talk of development as being antithetical to
the environment and even those who do not cut it that way rarely
appreciate.
malindasenevi@gmail.com
[Malinda
Seneviratne is the Director/CEO of the Hector Kobbekaduwa Agrarian
Research and Training Institute. These are his personal views.]
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