Izzykb's Weblog


welcome
September 23, 2008, 9:55 pm
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Hello and welcome to those of you (if I’m lucky!) are visiting my blog because you have become concerned about climate change and might want to do something about it…..

My intention is to try and explain some of the biggest and most recent debates going on in the environmental movement for you in a simple but comprehensive way so that you can have a sufficient base of knowledge to form your own opinions and educate others-your friends, family, neighbours or the local tramp-anyone and everyone! I also post up links, videos and pictures and suggestions of nifty ideas that might interest you.

Any particular requests drop me a comment and I’ll see what I can do, otherwise stick with me, I’ll try and post things up as often as possible.

make every day count : D

Isabel

P.S I have been writing this blog for a little while now so there are quite a few articles. They are all here, but the beginning is not on this page, it all starts on the last page….so make like Winnie the Pooh and begin at the beginning, and end at the end.



where’s your head at?

Apologies for the barren desert that has been my blog for the last month or so! Who knew a degree would actually take up most of your time?

This weekend I abandoned ship and took the train and bus home to Wales to try and recover from the month of hell that was coursework, mooting, work and everything law-related. The stability of my surroundings really made me think about what it is I am trying to achieve in this world, and it’s not just me who’s on the reflective path right now. I think almost the whole of the environmental movement are undergoing some self evaluation, even the UK Government is looking at the voting system!

Take me as an example, not even environmentally (for once), but I am studying law, solely to become an environmental lawyer, and there is no other way to do that except completing this degree. However my hellish month made me truly question what I was in it for. Why should I chase after the competitive and inevitably money-minded counterparts who I do my course with? Why should I feel inadequate next to their furtive information gathering and secret smiles on receiving their exam grades? (it is a bit like the UN) And the answer, after much thought (and some relief seeing as I have been working towards this for a while!) was that I want to be able to compete with them because then I know I am representing the environment in the best place possible. I need to be in the upper echelons if I want to create the change I am going to all this effort for. So it really should be worth the effort now, to make sure I get there. I do not however, condone work above everything else, and my bout of evaluation definitely clarified some small but very important priorities.

I am in this movement because I love life and the World that upholds it so much that I can’t bear to see it plundered and destroyed. Without the love for the things that make up my life I lack the core of inspiration that is what I need to convince others of my vision for a green future, and also, the inspiration to keep me going despite setbacks and failures. For me, if I don’t make time for love, music, exploring, food and other pleasures in my life I soon lose the will to live, and in truth, I am contradicting the reasons that I advocate the things that I do!

The UK Youth Climate Coalition is undergoing restructuring having evaluated their effectiveness over the year and a half it has been in existence. The co-directors Emma and Casper are handing over the reigns to give a new direction and focus to the Coalition.

Closer to home the Welsh Youth Forum on Sustainable Development faced up to the reality of whether it really is affecting the lives of young people in Wales. We concluded in the negative, and all of a sudden we have instigated systemic and drastic changes to shake us all up!

350.org are in a period of questioning their next moves, with Copenhagen over and done with, they are questioning whether 350 still the number the world needs to shout about or should they direct their campaigning talents elsewhere?

These are only 3 examples of many, but they are indicative of the vacuum that threatened to exist before Copenhagen, and has not become somewhat of a reality in Britain. Because although a lot of spirits are renewed by the collective efforts Copenhagen inspired, many campaigns were due to end by December 2009. So now what?

This is where you stop, take stock and have a breather to afford yourself more clarity.

Things get stagnant, volunteers and inspiration starts to flag, and without noticing it, you’re just not at the cutting edge where you want to be.

Some of the most important aspects of evaluation include governance structures-is your rep’s/board members/directors/partners/advisory board too impenetrable?! Are you actually doing the things that you say you/your organisation says its doing? How do you know? Do you get feedback from your target audience on your campaigns and methods of communicating messages? If not, maybe you should, because you’ll probably be surprised what hooked them.

I recently caught the biographical drama about Mo Mowlam on TV; having never really known anything about her, I was profoundly moved by Mo’s contribution to the negotiation of peace in Ireland. Her methods unorthodox, and all the while battling with cancer, she battled vile and degrading men, played them at their game and better, and won the nations hearts with her personality and capacity for honesty and modesty. (Not least calling Blair ‘babe’?! When I’m in that position I know I’ve made it.) When the wig that she had to wear got too hot or itchy, she’d whip it off-wherever she was.

One of my favourite quotes is: “If you haven’t been kissed by Mo in Northern Ireland, you must have been running hard in the opposite direction.” Admittedly however, it has been said that she confused her popularity with the public with her political popularity, which waned towards the end of her post in N.Ireland. She was offered posts by Blair that basically were a way to get her out of the way (Mayor of London anyone?), and although no one can guess what the cancer did to her way of thinking and life, if she just had had the capacity to stop and take stock, reassess her successes and failures, and then work on both, her political career could possibly have continued until her death in 2005…who knows.

So what’s in store to reassess for?

2010 is an important year.

Not in the same way that 2009-the year of Copenhagen was said to be, but in a much more tangible sense.

Copenhagen has marked the line that gives us a boundary on which to work on to achieve a global effort to battle climate change-in whatever form that takes, UN or no UN. Copenhagen was seen as this pie-in-the-sky summit that everyone was outwardly pinning all our hopes on so as to try and create a political reality out of a vision, despite being inwardly sceptical of any deal being achieved.

The world’s biggest ever summit of world leaders produced an accord that takes with it countries responsible for 80% of the world’s emissions, compared to the Kyoto Protocol which only has the potential to regulate 30% of global emissions. Significant amounts of money were laid on the table for adaptation and mitigation in developing countries- $30 billion USD between 2010 and 2012. But a lot of this money has been redirected from existing aid budgets! (Yes, inc. Gordon Brown) And nothing legal was in any sense produced, whilst removing the date for a legally binding deal in 2010!

Despite the good and the bad of the accord it has to be acknowledged that this accord was negotiated by a select group called the ‘friends of the chair’. Amounting to a sum total of 24 countries out of the 194 party to the UNFCCC which are supposed to be PART OF THE PROCESS! This move caused an absolute uproar the next morning, as the Danish Government chairing the negotiations brought the accord ‘out of the sky’. Countries like Tuvalu, Bolivia and some other vocal developing countries who hadn’t been involved were outraged that after all these collective negotiations, all the hard work and all-nighters had culminated in a document they were meant to sign that they had had no input into whatsoever.

Surely this is diplomatic suicide on the part of the Danish Government hosting the talks? In consensus (which the UN uses) convening a meeting with the most powerful countries in the room, which form a minority should not be able to drown out the numbers of those left out. Very undemocratically however, currently that is the direction on the UNFCCC. Which is why a lot of people are saying the sheer numbers of countries involved means that an agreement could never feasibly be reached…I understand their view, the anger, hurt and determination on every side was tangible in the plenary halls of Copenhagen, calls for better transparency frequently rang out and disrupted negotiations. The calls were met with impatience from the PM of Denmark who just wanted to ‘get on with the job’. Obviously he will never have a career in diplomacy because he should have realised that countries will not cooperate and participate in negotiations is they do not feel heard or if they disapprove of the process. Trust is the essence of willing participation. Without some serious mediation and ‘team-building’ (I’m not even joking!) I really don’t foresee an ambitious and legally binding deal that includes every country, coming out of Mexico (COP16).

Has the failure of Copenhagen, as the pinnacle of possibility, indicated the need for a change in tactics and process akin to that of UKYCC and WYFSD? Is the lumbering body of the UN capable of accommodating such change? (I would think not having experienced their inabilities and shortfalls so far, but that’s only an observation!)

So where are you at? Bored?

Start by voting to change British Politics: www.power2010.org.uk

Continue by getting involved in the British campaigning discourse: www.38degrees.org.uk is hosting discussions and a consultation on where they campaign next….

If you are interested in attending future UNFCCC negotiations yourself, to support under represented countries, get in touch with us via www.unfairplay.info



February 8, 2010, 10:44 pm
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Victims of comfort

This being the last day of COP15, and the final hours of the final day, you would have thought it would be simply the finishing touches that they are putting on a final deal.

But of course not! This is the UNFCCC!

I am sitting in plenary at 5 in the morning

and that’s as far as I got! Soon after, the Lawyer from Kiribati who always visits our ‘office’ at the sofas, came to the back of plenary where Alex and I were propping ourselves up on the back wall, he looked much worse than us; his bloodshot and red-rimmed eyes betrayed the trials and tribulations of the last 2 days which meant he hadn’t slept for over 48 hours, except the odd nap- somewhere in the salubrious Bella Centre.

He wasn’t his usual cheery self.

After the initial comment of ‘we don’t usually expect our negotiators to stay this long-aimed at Alex and I- he sat himself down on the floor of plenary to have a break. He said he wished he could be rejoicing with us at this hour, rather than commiserating on what is a poignantly sad day….

We know for sure exactly what he refers to because we had experienced it only a few hours previously. Before spending the night at the Bella Centre we were invited to dine with the President of Kiribati at a traditional Indian restaurant in the middle of the city. 25 of us crowded in to one half of the restaurant, a hotch potch of Ozzies, New Zealanders, I-Kiribas and us Welsh! As instructed our team from UN fair play surrounded the President, and the space where his Wife would have sat if she were not still at the hotel unable to cope with the cold weather and snow. We soon learnt what was causing the permanently furrowed brow of the President; he was profoundly and unalterably angry and sad at the outcome of the negotiations. He had already given up on anything happening - even though the talks went on for another 12 hours-because although Copenhagen was the largest summit of world leaders ever, it was over. Presidents, Prime Ministers, dictators and excellencies had almost all left the Bella Centre at least 6 hours previous, meaning no snap and ambitious decisions that weren’t already on the table could have been made. We were back to civil servants and the remits they have been given.

To him it was crystal clear what this summit had meant. It had meant an opportunity for him to never have to break the reality of climate change to his people ( a truth he shades them from so as not cloud their culture of living in the moment and never planning more than a week ahead). He describes the arduousness of daily life as survival from day-to-day in itself, let alone with the added burden of catastrophic climate change on top. In fact, a particularly high tide on the night before he left for Copenhagen had washed away houses on the beach, as if he needed any more reminding.

The arrogance of world leaders who control rich and developed countries, thinking they can act solely on economy based arguments of gross domestic product  (GDP) and good press, rather than for example, Gross National Happiness (GNH) had created an anger in the President that was evidently disturbing to himself. Disturbing because its an emotion so foreign to the I-Kiribati, they don’t do anger. As he said, it’s offensive to the countries who need help and support on the front line, for Developed countries to suggest they accept the money for adaptation otherwise they won’t agree to anything. It is quite literally putting a price on their future. No compromise on the targets of 350 and 1.5= no money tomorrow. Simple as that.

Never, not in Poznan, not in Bonn, have I ever seen the real life manifestation of what political power means. If I had my way, the person I was having dinner with would be the peak of political power thanks to his respect, dignity and hard work. However, as it stands Obama wielded his influence in the form of the fatal ‘accord’; Rudd of Australia bent nearby Island States to his crappy will because they need his blessing to migrate there; and countries like Africa and AOSIS members agreed to whatever got the adaptation funds flowing fastest. The idea of consensus is that it operates on a numbers basis-there is no hierarchy-anyone and everyone can contribute equally, and all should expect to be heard. The UNFCCC uses consensus to make decisions, nothing can be adopted by COP if it is not agreed on by every party to the convention. So why is it that this process has fallen victim to measuring how hard the hand can slap rather than just counting the hands?

Much as I love him there is a perfect example in the form of President Nasheed of the Maldives. He has committed his country to go carbon neutral by 2020, and he convened the first summit of vulnerable island nations. He shouts loud and clear at every opportunity for 350 and well below 1.5…..do they listen to him? No! He is seen as brazen and naive, even by fellow islanders. He is mocked for his enthusiasm, and like a child he cries out for simplicity and action on the truth. I love him. But he has zero political clout.

Despite the indescribable chasm of disappointment that COP15 opens up, the beautifully fragile tunes that they wove at the back of the Indian restaurant call out to me, and the eyes of the President frame my fight for the future because I know this injustice cannot go on, and the lives of these special and loyal people surely cannot be lost to the waves.

Keb\’Mo\’ \’Victims of Comfort\’



a powerful powerful message from a hungry hungry person
December 17, 2009, 8:28 pm
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outside the Bella Centre Wednesday



Shit buffers

This is one of those horribly difficult posts to write.

Monday was the worst day of the whole conference so far for us. I (Isabel) spent the day careering around from one place to the next trying to pull strings that I don’t have, and just generally being entirely at the mercy of the UN process.

The day started badly by my alarm simply not going off, and so I woke up an hour and a half later than planned, resulting in my strategy of arriving at the Bella Centre before the hoards of other people, not coming off.

Sure enough, I joined the mass of a thousand or so people outside the main gate where the Danish and UN police simply weren’t letting anyone through.

When I finally got inside good news was waiting for me. What had started the week as a pie-in-the-sky aim of being accredited as party delegates actually became  reality; as the 5 of us who have been helping Kiribati for the last week, officially became part of the Kiribati delegation! We got our Pink party badges:

This takes the Kiribati delegation numbers up to 20, a lot for a small developing  island you might say….I don’t. We met with their lawyer who explained what roles everyone in the delegation has. They send us to the meetings they think might be useful, and don’t need to show their faces at, and the ones that are a gamble, hence the new name for ourselves: shit buffers.

Just to illustrate their situation further, there are countries with a lot less native delegates, e.g Mauritius have 4, El Salvador have 5. Like Kiribati they were probably worried about the cost of flights and hotels for 2 weeks. Apparently Germany offered to pay the airfares for the prime minister/president and the first lady of all the Small Island Developing States (SIDS) to Copenhagen, if they stopped off at Berlin to meet with the German Government! A little odd, and there must some kind of agenda here-presumably based around adaptation, but as Kiribati said, if it gets them here what does it matter?

In stark comparison, the Chinese delegation has bought 232 party delegates, that’s almost one for each hour of the conference!

Either way, we know that Kiribati have felt supported in their best endeavours here at COP15 because they have us when they get too tired, they have us to get to the smaller events, they have us to do research they need quickly, they have us to rely on. How must smaller delegations numbering less than 15 feel without fellow negotiators to prop each other up, and without a secondary support system like us? Alone and confused I can tell you. It’s difficult enough being out of the real world for 2 whole weeks, in a whole different country, with strangers, a lot of whom are pitted against you. It makes for a hostile, ‘every man for himself’ kind of situation on a grand scale. We realise that our pink badges are indicators of the success of UNfair play, but, and this is a big but, never has such an incredulously great and seemingly unreal moment been marred by such frustrating events.

Further to our team of 6 (now 5 as Tina has gone home) were to be 4 others who arrived on the weekend and attended the second week of negotiations to increase our team to be able to achieve even more. 3 of them (all friends from Bristol) got into the queue outside the Bella centre at 8.30 AM. Everyone inside was told that Non-Governmental Organisations (NGO’s) would be heavily restricted come Tuesday: 7000 secondary badges (for a system called double badging) are to be issued for Tuesday and Wednesday, 1000 for Thursday (if they don’t introduce triple badging!) and only 90 for Friday.

Yes that’s right, 90 people will represent the whole of planet earth who aren’t Government.

Anyway, our three weren’t victim to this yet. They queued from 8.30 AM until 7.30 PM that’s 11 HOURS!!

11 HOURS in the freezing-literally freezing-cold.

11 HOURS without access to water.

11 HOURS without access to toilets.

11 HOURS without access to food.

I had to hang around outside for an hour to get in, and I was cross, these guys stuck it out for 11. I am pretty sure that this was an abuse of human rights in some way.

When they finally got in the warm, Jon and Sam managed to get their NGO accreditation (we didn’t manage to get them party badges), but Katie, because there was an extra and irrelevant middle name that she is informally known by on the accreditation list, was not allowed in.

I fought and fought on her behalf, not least because she was so tired she could hardly speak, but mainly because the guilt of dragging them here under false pretences, spending my day inside when I knew they were frozen to the bone outside, and simply the fact that I was mortified at her having to spend 11 hours queuing only to be turned away. A woman next to us who worked for the UN, very eloquently and calmly put in a complaint about the abhorrent conditions under which people were subjected to that day, she said she was “ashamed to be associated with the UN”. I have to say that when I walked in a free man so to speak, past what I can only describe as a cage keeping back the hoards of people needing and wanting to be registered, I felt sick to the stomach and red with shame. I don’t want to be here if I am in the elite, this is a democratic sham.

We refused to budge, even though it was an  hour and a half after the UN staff should have left, we the last ones there, and we weren’t aggressive we were just tired, stressed and simply wanting a badge with her name on. We eventually realised that it was not going to work; they had had their orders ‘from the top’. The system inside here is no longer subject to subjectivity on the part of the person you’re dealing with, or the effects of your charm on their ego, the orders from on high remind us that we are about to be in the biggest summit of the world leaders in a long time. This is security without exclusivity; the same man who turned Katie away had turned away ministers whose names also weren’t correctly spelled, this is no joke and I am not laughing.

All that keeps running through my head is get up stand up, stand up for your rights….get up stand up, stand up for your rights…..get up stand up



For a really good summary of the main events of Monday, week 2 at the negotiations here in Copenhagen, click here.



there’s no I in team

This is brief, and the main reason is because I am here with our project called UNfairplay, and all the stuff I would normally write about here, is actually here!

So far this week I have felt strangely detached from what it is I am doing and the people I am with-especially in comparison with Poznan and Bonn (the 2 other sessions of the UNFCCC that I have been at). I think it is probably down to the fact that as a group UNfair play is a small but practical solution to the inherently problematic system we’re trying to work within.

I find myself thinking why doesn’t this upset me? Why am I not feeling more angry and rebellious?

I think it is simply because I feel as though I am doing as much as I possibly can to help, and yes summarising documents and sitting in really really bad side events is boring, but it is truly making a difference to the Kiribati delegation, it is evident how little time they have, and there are even 15 of them, by no means the smallest delegation here.

More than that, I am proud of the country we have ended up channelling our efforts towards; their side event which showed the film you can find here, was an insight into their culture which I previously knew nothing about; and the negotiators are all genuine and lovely people who, as they say, want to keep their homeland, want to fight for their people, and not have to join the undignified and increasing ranks of  ’climate refugees’. As they put it, they would rather know they are contributing to the well-being of the country they end up in, they would like to be treated with the respect and dignity which any person deserves, and that includes the basic human rights of having access to food, shelter and clean drinking water. They even want us to meet their President when he arrives!

Team dynamics so far have been very different to that that I experienced at previous negotiations, partly due to the fact we have never got together as a team before-I’m starting to realise how important team-building sessions and Skype calls really are now!

At the end of the day, I do actually wonder whether this is all down to a lack of sleep…..