Earlier this morning, I bought one of the local newspapers of Bauru, the city I live in in Brazil. On the back page was an editorial about the Aral Sea. Before reading it, I knew almost nothing about this once-mighty body of water, situated between Uzbekistan and Kazakhstan. What I learned was downright scary. Since 1960, this gigantic salt-water lake, a mecca for tourists, fishermen, and shippers from all over the former USSR, has lost 90% of its water. That is correct. What remains of this sea is a fading memory and a stark reminder of the destructive power of man. The pictures I have included shed some light on the sad reality of today's Aral Sea.
When the hordes of international leaders leave Bangkok, after trying to find the magic key to stop global warming, maybe they should take a quick trip to the Aral Sea. Then they could head down to Patagonia and check out the shrinking glaciers. Maybe they could jet over to Macchu Picchu, and take a look at another endangered wonder. sometimes you really need to get up close to something that is dying to feel its breath and to truly sense the urgency.