
Have you ever tried to count to 6 billion? I doubt it. It'd be a
waste of time. Six billion is too big a number to even contemplate.
We have, however, collectively counted to 6 billion. Six billion people,
that is.
1999 was the Year of 6 Billion, the year the human population of
Earth was projected to reach 6 billion. According to the United
Nations, the 6 billionth person was born on October 12th of that
year. The selection of that day was fairly arbitrary. The 6
billionth person may have been born earlier or later than that date,
or may not have even been born yet. No one really knows for sure. We
aren't taking a head count, and we couldn’t even if we tried.
Picking the exact Day of 6 Billion isn't important, though.
You pick a day to get people's attention, so you can tell
them that the population is still growing and how fast.
So, how fast?
When my maternal grandmother was born, 82 years ago, it is
estimated that there were just under 2 billion people on Earth. When
my mother was born, 59 years ago, there were 2 billion-plus people
on Earth. By the time she had her 10th birthday, the population had
grown to more than 2.5 billion people, despite the massive
casualties of World War II. When she gave birth to me, 35 years ago,
the population was between 3 and 3.5 billion. By the time I
celebrated my 10th birthday, there were more than 4 billion
of us. It is estimated that we reached 5 billion the July I
celebrated my 22nd birthday, not quite 13 years ago. Now, after just
12 more trips around the sun, there are 6 billion of us. I've almost
seen our population double in my lifetime. For me, and probably all
of you, what's been called the population explosion has been a fact
of life for our whole lives. But why? Why does our
population keep growing so quickly?
Nothing explains quite like a parable:
You awaken to find yourself a passenger on a train. You don't
know how you got there, or where the train is going. You notice
out of the corner of your eye that the ground drops off into a
deep canyon just beyond the tracks. And the train isn't just
riding, either. It's hurtling down the tracks, and the scrub and
parched dirt outside seem to be racing past the window. The car
you're riding in is rocking back and forth on the tracks madly,
threatening to rip itself free and go careening off into the
chasm.
It's only then that you notice the deep thrum of the
locomotive pulsing through the car, and the sound of metal being
strained and twisted. Over it all is a wailing screech, which
you quickly recognize as the sound of the brakes being applied
to halt the spinning of the train's wheels. Then you realize
that everyone else in the car is screaming in desperate fear.
They all have both hands stretched to a lever above the window
next to their seats, and they're pulling it down and to the
rear, their muscles straining, sweat flowing down their faces,
veins bulging. Just as you notice that there is a lever above
your window, too, a voice over the intercom thrashes its way
into your mind.
"Attention all passengers! This is the engineer
speaking! We've only been able to slow the train down, and we
don't have any chance of stopping it in time at this rate! All
of you must pull harder on the brake at your seat or we
won't be able to stop before we plummet off the cliff ahead! Pull
with everything you've got!"
All the people around you tighten their grips on the brake
levers above them and pull hard, down and back, grimacing with
the effort. Caught up in the desperation of the moment, you
reach over your head to grasp the lever above your window and
join them in straining mightily to stop the train. The brakes
scream under the increased pressure, and the train seems to slow
just a bit, but it's still rocketing down the tracks. You're
pulling with all your might, the other passengers seem to be
pulling with all their might, and yet the train has barely
slowed.
You lunge out of your seat and race to the front of the car,
through the door, and on into the next car. It, too, is filled
with passengers working mightily on their own levers. Car after
car the scene is the same. Finally you reach the locomotive and
burst into the control compartment. The engineer whirls to face
you.
"What are you doing in here? We need every passenger
pulling on the brakes if we're going to have any hope of
stopping this train! Get back to your seat!"
"We can't stop the train that way! Everyone but me is
pulling and we're still moving! There must be some other way to
stop the train!"
"No! The brakes are our only hope! Now get back to your
seat and pull!"
The engineer spins back to the instrument panel with fierce
determination set in his face. He starts shouting into a
microphone: "Passengers! You've got to pull harder!"
Only then do you notice the chamber beyond the control
compartment. Through heavy, dark smoke you see figures moving,
and a blazing light. You can just make out that the figures are
workers. What could they possibly be doing? Why aren't they
helping to stop the train? Then the realization hits you: They're
feverishly shoveling coal into the combustion chamber of the
locomotive.
We're like the people on that locomotive when it comes to dealing
with our population growth. Our leaders keep exhorting us to pull
harder on our brakes, while other people keep working to add fuel to
the fire that drives the engine. And nothing is being done to
convince them to stop. For the most part, in fact, they are encouraged
to keep shoveling, because hardly anyone seems to realize that their
efforts feed the fire that is propelling this locomotive toward the
cliff ahead.
Now if I was your typical population activist, I would tell this
parable a little differently. I would still describe our population
growth as a runaway locomotive on which we are passengers, each with
a hand brake above the window at our seat, all being beseeched to
pull on our brakes until the train stops. Instead of ending with the
discovery of the workers fueling the fire, though, I would have
praised the noble work of the people racing to lay track out in
front of us, trying to buy us the time to stop the train with our
hand brakes. Oddly enough, though, in the real world these are
the very same folks I have described as fueling the fire. How can
that be?
In both stories, our population growth is a locomotive with
considerable momentum built up, pulling us toward catastrophe when
we exceed the carrying capacity of the biosphere. In both stories we
each have a hand brake, and those of us who choose to pull on this
brake can help to slow the train. In both stories the hand brakes
are the equivalent of voluntary family planning methods, which do
help to brake the train but have not stopped it.
Where the stories diverge, however, is in what comes next. The
conventional population activist view is that persuading everyone to
use their hand brakes – family planning – is ALL we can do to
end population growth. There are lots of things we can do to
increase the likelihood that people will use the brakes, but not
using the brakes is ultimately what causes our population growth.
Convincing people that using them is the right thing to do is all
that can stop the locomotive. Put another way, the conventional view
is that, if this train is to be stopped, it will be stopped by
billions of individuals making voluntary choices to limit the number
of children they have. This view looks at population growth
atomistically, as the sum total of billions of personal choices.
Conventional population activists are quite aware that the train
is only slowing so much, though. They are also quite sure that it’s
going to be a while before we can get everyone to pull their own
brakes. Even when we do, these activists are convinced that the
built-up momentum of the train will carry us for some unknown
distance beyond that point. Consequently, they argue that we must
not only work as hard as we can to get people to participate in the
braking program, we also have to send workers out to lay track in
front of the train so that we won’t run out before we can stop
ourselves.
What does it mean to lay track? In a broad view, laying track
encompasses all the things we do to increase our ability to provide
for additional people. For the purposes of my parable, however,
laying track means everything we do to increase the human food
supply. In other words, we lay track when we increase food
production to provide for the inevitable additional human beings.
This atomistic view, however, is a product of our cultural
mythology. It ignores biological and ecological reality by treating
humans and human population growth as if they aren’t fully subject
to the processes of the biosphere. It assumes, in short, that we are
exempt from the Law of Life that governs the population growth of
all other feeder species, although there is absolutely no evidence
to support this assumption. We aren’t exempt from the laws of
gravity, or aerodynamics, or thermodynamics, or any of the other
fundamental processes of the universe that we have begun to
understand. For some reason, though, we insist on behaving as if we
are exempt from the laws of population growth.
There is another way to look at our population growth –
systematically. Instead of assuming that population growth is solely
the result of individual, atomistic choices, the systemic view seeks
to identify the fundamental mechanisms within the system which
function to fuel our population growth. To understand the population
growth of any feeder species, you have to understand the basics of
ecology. Most basic is the notion that when the food supply of a
population increases, that population will increase in response –
more food means more feeders. The reverse is true, too, of course.
When the food supply decreases, the feeder population decreases in
turn – less food means less feeders.
This is the systemic process we see at work throughout the
community of life: a perpetual oscillation of feeder populations
rising in numbers as the food supply increases and declining in
numbers as the food supply decreases – and all without famine
except in rare, catastrophic circumstances. We have no problem
recognizing this pattern among all the feeder populations in the
community of life – just our own. Because we refuse to recognize
that we are subject to these same systemic processes, we talk out of
both sides of our mouths when it comes to population growth. We push
for both voluntary family planning and increased food production,
and then wail in fear as our population continues to grow by a
billion people every dozen or so years.
Until we understand that increasing food production isn’t
buying us time to stop population growth – that it is, in fact,
fueling our population growth – we have no hope of stopping before
we plummet into the chasm ahead. Until we stop stoking the
engine, there is no reason to think that pulling on the brakes is
going to stop this runaway locomotive.
Would you fly in a plane that was designed by someone who didn’t
understand the laws of aerodynamics? Would you step off a cliff and
expect not to fall? Only if you were ignorant or a fool, and we can’t
claim to be ignorant any longer.