By now, if environmentalists’ predictions from the 1970s were correct, as reported in leading media of the time, civilisation should have ended; we can no longer see the sun; freshwater fish should all have suffocated; we will have been wearing gas masks for thirty years and thousands annually will be dying from air pollution; the greatest cataclysm in the history of man, the Great Die-Off, would have happened, the world no longer be suitable for human habitation, and the human race would be approaching extinction; food and oil ran out fifteen years ago, 80% of all species have perished for ever, and 90% of all rain forests have gone; and, finally, the world was eleven degrees colder than the 70s just fifteen years ago, and is now in the grip of an Ice Age.
Instead, well, we’re still here, and we’re still thankful for all the fish.
And around half of those environmentalists are still making predictions about our survival and everything we love.
And the media are still printing them.
Here are Robert Fripp and Peter Gabriel, with a message from the 70s: