I Am the Population Problem 3

We need to hook this chick up with Francois Tremblay.

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Population growth tends to get blamed on otherpeople: Africans and Asians who have “more kids than they can feed,” immigrants in our own country with their “large families,” even single mothers in the “inner city.”

But actually the population problem is all about me: white, middle-class, American me. Steer the blame right over here.

Well-meaning people have told me that I’m “just the sort of person who should have kids.” Au contraire. I’m just the sort of person who should not have kids.

Population isn’t just about counting heads. The impact of humanity on the environment is not determined solely by how many of us are around, but by how much stuff we use and how much room we take up. And as a financially comfortable American, I use a lot of stuff and take up a lot of room.

My carbon footprint is more than 200 times bigger than an average Ethiopian’s, and more than 12 times bigger than an average Indian’s, and twice as big as an average Brit’s.

When a poor woman in Uganda has another child — too often because she lacks access to family-planning services, economic opportunity, or self-determination — she might dampen her family’s prospects for climbing out of poverty or add to her community’s challenges in providing everyone with clean water and safe food, but she certainly isn’t placing a big burden on the global environment.

When someone like me has a child, watch out, world! Gear, gadgets, gewgaws, bigger house, bigger car, oil from the Middle Eeast, coal from Colombia, coltan from the Congorare earths from China, pesticide-laden cotton from Egypt, genetically modified soy from Brazil. And then, when that child has children, wash, rinse, and repeat (in hot water, of course). Without even trying, we Americans slurp up resources from every corner of the globe and then spit 99 percent of them back out again as pollution.

Conscientious people try to limit that consumption, of course. I’m one of them. I get around largely by bus and on foot, eat low on the food chain, buy used rather than new, keep the heat low, rein in my gadget lust. But even putting aside my remaining carbon sins (see: flying), the fact is that just by virtue of living in America, enjoying some small portion of its massive material infrastructure, my carbon footprint is at unsustainable levels.

Far and away the biggest contribution I can make to a cleaner environment is to not bring any mini-mes into the world. A 2009 study by statisticians at Oregon State University found that the climate impact of having one fewer child in America is almost 20 times greater than the impact of adopting a series of eco-friendly practices for your entire lifetime, things like driving a high-mileage car, recycling, and using efficient appliances and CFLs.

And so, for environmental as well as personal reasons, I’ve decided not to have children. I call myself a GINK: green inclinations, no kids.

Most people won’t make the same decision, of course, and I don’t fault them for that. Everyone has different circumstances and values, and environmental issues are not the only ones worth considering. I believe in choice, and that means supporting choices different from mine.

But it needs to become easier for people to make the same decision I have, if they are so inclined.

Here in the U.S., the Pill has been available for more than 50 years. It’s now almost universally accepted that women will use birth control to delay, space out, or limit childbearing. But there’s not so much acceptance for using birth control to completely skip childbearing. At some point, you’re expected to grow up, pair up, put the Pill off to the side, and produce a couple of kids. Deviate from this scenario and you’ll get weird looks and face awkward conversations with family members, friends, coworkers, and complete strangers.

One 30-something woman I know who works for a reproductive-health NGO says that her colleagues pester her about her decision not to have children, telling her she needs to get started on that family or she’ll regret it. And these are people whose careers are dedicated to making birth control and reproductive health care available to all women! Pro-natal bias runs deep.

Many women in the U.S. have found that it’s difficult, if not impossible, to find a doctor who will perform a tubal ligation if the woman has not already had children (and sometimes even if she has). Doctors warn that sterilization is an irreversible, life-altering decision. But having a child is an irreversible, life-altering decision, and you don’t find doctors warning women away from that. The broadly held prejudice, in the medical profession and much of the rest of society, is that becoming a parent is the right and inevitable choice.

Over recent years and decades, it’s become more acceptable for mixed-race couples to have children, and single women, and gay couples, and women over the age of 40, and that’s all good. Acceptance has been slower to come for the decision not to have children. There’s now a fledgling childfree movement, but some who are part of it say they still feel like they’re violating a taboo.

Real reproductive freedom has to include social acceptance of the decision not to reproduce. When we achieve that, it will mean less pressure on women and men who don’t feel called to become parents. It will mean less of a stigma on people who may have wanted to become parents but didn’t get the chance. It will mean a wider array of options for people who haven’t decided yet. It will mean fewer children born to ambivalent or unhappy parents, getting us closer to the goal of “every child a wanted child.”

Finally, it will mean fewer Americans making a mess of the planet, and a little more breathing room for those of us who are already here or on the way.

I recognize that I am the population problem. I’m trying to be part of the solution. Let’s make it easier for others to join me.

3 comments

  1. I dunno…. I’m all about having kids. My hope is to start my own de facto clan with a base of operations and common property for all my descendants and their chosen mates. When I die, I want to be in a house full of home schooled tribal anarchist grandkids and great grandkids who are learning about making renewable energy generators or micro scale manufacturing; either that or die on the street in a hail of bullets while manning the barricades!

    That aside, and I hate to blame the state for *everything* (they don’t make it easy for me not to,) my local and state governments make it extraordinarily difficult for me to live a low consumption lifestyle. We’re looking at building or buying a home; and the local codes are absurd! They have minimums on the square footage of your home and don’t approve low cost construction methods or materials. Basically, if we want a house we have to shell out $$$ for a licensed contractor to build a 900 square foot house at $150 a square foot (on the cheap end) rather than build it ourselves gradually at $40 a square foot. Build-able space is also artificially restricted by maximum density requirements, minimum set backs and zoning. Those same restrictions also pretty much require that we live far away from employment, goods and services, which means having at least one car. Sure, we could take the bus, but we’re a family of 4!

    I’m in favor of the emergent form of urbanism that comes out of third world slums. You can see the mature version of that form in most old world cities from South America to Asia and Europe. Human scale cities, small but nice homes, and within walking distance of the coolest man made environments you’ll ever see (NO, not the mall!)

  2. I love when mindless indoctrinated neo-malthusian pretending-to-be-eco-friendly morons decide to extinguish themselves choosing voluntarily not to raise children. It’s simply great when people like these decide to wipe out their gene pool. Hooray for them. Let’s nominate’em for the Darwin Awards.

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