Protecting our Fish: Earth Day, Part 1
Earth Day approaches (Sunday, April 22), and yesterday we attended an event that was more a Song of the Sea than of the Earth. We attended the opening of a field office, to be administered by the Caribbean Coastal Area Conservation Foundation (C-CAM), in Salt River, Clarendon.
The sparkling new green and white building is to be C-CAM’s base for patrols of three Fish Sanctuaries in the surrounding wetlands (Three Bays, Salt Harbour and Galleon Harbour). There are six other sanctuaries across the island. C-CAM’s Executive Director Ingrid Parchment hopes the field office will become a complete “green building” in the near future, one of a kind in the parish.
And Jamaica’s fish stock is declining drastically. The island is one of the most over-fished areas in the world. When we used to eat at Gloria’s, a well-known fish restaurant in Port Royal, some ten years ago or more, we used to eat one big snapper fish each. When we ate there a few weeks ago, it struck me that we each had three or four much smaller fish on our plate. Just a little indicator.
The building was dedicated, with prayers and a plaque, to the memory of Professor Aggrey Brown, a former chairman of C-CAM. The professor was a dedicated fisherman in the area on holidays and weekends. The building itself is situated next to a small, well-kept marina at the Monymusk Gun, Rod and Tiller Club – a charming backwater of the Salt River, where several well-kept boats awaited their next adventure, and another boat, upended on the shore, was being thoroughly scrubbed by a group of sturdy young men. The sun shone brightly on the dark water, polished to bronze; and on the green hillside above, topped with billowing white clouds against the blue. A perfect morning.
The project is the result of a valuable partnership with the California-based NGO Seacology, which has been working in Jamaica for the past two or three years and which Ingrid Parchment noted was very “understanding” of the issues involved. Ms. Parchment recognizes the importance of partnerships – in Jamaica, NGOs can barely survive without them. This is especially important when you are managing the protected area of the Portland Bight, which is a bump of land sticking out at the bottom of the island of Jamaica, on its south coast.
The Portland Bight Protected Area, established by the Jamaican government on Earth Day 1999, makes up 4.7 per cent of the entire island of Jamaica; it is larger than Barbados or Grenada or Antigua & Barbuda in the eastern Caribbean. It includes 81 square miles of the endangered habitat called dry limestone forest and 32 square miles of coastal wetland and mangroves and coral reefs. Most of the remainder of the land is sugar estates (we met several trucks with teetering loads of cane on the road) and small hamlets with a total of 50,000 inhabitants. C-CAM works closely with community representatives and the local private sector – and on this project with WINDALCO, the nearby bauxite firm whose Russian managing director attended the event and spoke through an interpreter. WINDALCO has a port at nearby Port Esquivel from where it ships its products. The firm is funding a fisheries enhancement project in a coral reef area in one of the three fish sanctuaries, Three Bays – the “jewel in the crown” as Ms. Parchment put it. The project involves a metal frame, which is electrified and somehow calcifies and creates excellent conditions for coral to grow, according to C-CAM’s Scientific Officer Brandon Hay. The research for this was reportedly done at the University of the West Indies‘ Discovery Bay Marine Laboratory on Jamaica’s north coast some time ago. But, it’s never too late to put it into practice…
A government minister arrived impossibly late; the proceedings had already started without him. He arrived just in time to let us know that the government will be banning spear-fishing at night (or in the day too?) and that it would also provide funding for rangers to patrol the sanctuaries – very important. So, he was clapped, and cut the ribbon obligingly alongside Thera Edwards, C-CAM’s Chairperson. Reverend Elliston stood on the stairs and, Bible in hand, gave the building and all those who sailed in it his blessing.
And – last but by no means least – young Shemara and several of her small friends from the Salt River Basic School gave an irresistible “tribute item” – a rendition of the Jamaican folk song “Sammy plant piece a corn dung a gully.” For those who don’t know it, this song is akin to one of those rather grim little nursery rhymes where the principal characters end up dead. The children sang with much emphasis on certain words, accompanied by dramatic hand gestures. Perfect.
There is a website which calls overfishing a “global disaster.” According to the most recent Food and Agriculture Organization (FAO) report, at least one quarter of all the world’s fish stocks are either overexploited or depleted. Over half is fully exploited, which means just a step away from being overexploited. And these are fairly conservative numbers. For an area like Portland Bight, which is heavily dependent on fishing, it is crucial to maintain and expand fish stocks, and to preserve the environment in which the fish breed. The mangroves and coastal wetlands are nurseries for the fish that populate our reefs. And of course, this protected area is also home to many endangered and protected species, including the crocodile (common in Salt River), the Jamaican Iguana, the Coney (Jamaica’s only endemic terrestrial mammal) and countless waterfowl and bird life.
And – it is beautiful. Clear aqua-blue waters with waving seagrass; moorhen (or “water hens” as Jamaicans call them) scuttling in the bulrushes; open lagoons, still and quiet; spiky mangroves and limpid pools; thorny bushes cluttering the hillsides.
Learn more about this precious, unique part of Jamaica. Learn more about the work of C-CAM, and support them. Learn something new about the island of Jamaica that you can cherish, and help to preserve.
And please, do something for the Earth on Sunday, April 22.

The students of Salt River Basic School (including the irrepressible Shemara, in yellow) prepare themselves mentally for their performance.
Related links:
http://www.earthday.org/2012: Earth Day 2012
http://www.televisionjamaica.com/Programmes/SmileJamaica.aspx/Videos/17294: TVJ interview with Ingrid Parchment and Alicia Burnett of WINDALCO, April 17, 2012
http://www.ccam.org.jm/: C-CAM website
http://www.portlandbight.org/: Portland Bight Protected Area website
http://www.uwimona.edu.jm/cms/dbml.htm: Discovery Bay Marine Laboratory, University of the West Indies
http://www.seacology.org/: Seacology website
http://overfishing.org/: Overfishing: A global environmental disaster
Mother Earth has rights too
The Petchary was fascinated today by a news report that Bolivia‘s (first) indigenous President, Evo Morales, is working on the second part of a new law called the Law of the Rights of Mother Earth (Ley de Derechos de la Madre Tierra). This is the first law in Spanish that gives legal personhood to our planet. Mr. Morales presented the concept at the United Nations Conference on Climate Change in October 2010 and the law was passed by his Plurinational Legislative Assembly (interesting word, plurinational) last December.
We have human rights, animal rights – hell, even plant rights I understand. So, it makes perfect sense that our Madre Tierra should have rights. It’s fundamental. The Bolivians have determined that these rights are…
The right to life - yes, the most basic one of all. Let Earth live and breathe…
The right to biodiversity - this is a tough one. The International Union for Conservation of Nature (IUCN) website is worth checking out, if you want a real wakeup call. Jamaicans’ very own Baldpate (a plain name for the gorgeous White-Crowned Pigeon) is on the IUCN’s Red List – a huge document that catalogs the status of almost every species on the planet – and is described there as “Near Threatened.” But we are still shooting them, as of now.
The right to water – quantity and quality. World Water Day seems to gain greater significance every year. We all know this is crucial. Of course, the fate of us humans is inextricably tied to that of our Mother. If she has no water, then we protest, we thirst, we die.
The right to clean air – Bolivia declared its first “National Day of the Pedestrian” recently, and Mr. Morales went jogging on the empty streets of La Paz – with a bunch of bodyguards. A blatant piece of PR, but it would be nice to have one of those days in Kingston, Jamaica.
The right to equilibrium – balance is always a hard thing to achieve for me, personally. Poor Mother Earth needs it desperately, before she tips over… beyond the tipping-point.
The right to restoration - a noble aim, but how much can be restored? Can virgin forest that has been torn down by bulldozers and chainsaws be regenerated?
The right to live free of pollution – If there was the political will, this could be done. If Jamaican firms just decided that they weren’t going to belch all their waste into the nearest river; if Kingston residents (uptown and downtown) decided that they weren’t going to ignore the garbage scattered on their doorstep by street dogs – then who knows, we might have a cleaner environment.
There are a couple of flies in Mr. Morales’ ointment, though. One is the recent protests – by indigenous people – against the building of a highway through the untouched rainforest preserve of Isiboro-Secure National Park. Mr. Morales insists that balance will be preserved, and that no exploitation of the surrounding lands will be allowed. The protesters are walking in protest – over 300 miles to La Paz. I don’t think they have reached there yet, but when they do, Mr. Morales will have an uncomfortable time of it. And biodiversity… that right might just go out of the window.

These protesters are going to get some serious blisters... 300 miles is a long way to walk. I wouldn't mind walking part of the way with them, though.
And what of Bolivia’s mining, and gas? Metal prices are high, and Mr. Morales has increased taxes to make the most of it. The much-maligned Standard & Poor’s is painting a somewhat rosy picture for Bolivia in light of all this. Does this mean more exploitation?
Well, Mr. Morales had the right idea, even though like most politicians he is saying one thing and doing the opposite. Perhaps the answer is to have a global Mother Earth human rights law.
Because for sure, global action is needed. Action, not words.

But is it too late to stop the highway? The chainsaw has already started its dirty work. The right to restoration? Not a chance here.
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The stuff stars are made of
A few evenings ago, the Petchary watched a TV documentary, “Journey to the Edge of the Universe“. But this was no run-of-the-mill science doc, with technicolor images and a cliche-ridden commentary. This was a real journey of the mind, as well as the senses.
The film literally takes off from the homely, familiar and beautiful surface of the Earth into space. We find Neil Armstrong‘s footprints unchanged on the Moon. We sail past the planets, one by one – the seething, acidic Venus, the hostile Mars with its secrets not yet fully revealed, and so on. Still familiar territory. Then we take a giant leap into hyperspace. Asteroids loom ominously, then pass, empty rocks in the darkness; comets with their searing power cut sharp tracks in the stars; we plunge into exquisite nebulae, frozen dust hanging in space; and there are those distant, lonely stars that we can see at night, fitfully blinking their past lives at us.
We go on, and on. Here is a star that is burning itself out, consuming itself. Here is one that is already dead, dark. There, a black hole sucks on the surface of a glittering star. A galaxy is destroyed, another is being put together. A moon heaves with geysers and endless eruptions. The shining core of a star strengthens. The revolving life and death, birth and destruction (and sometimes rebirth) that is at the core of it all… And the further away we travel, the closer to the beginning of it all we get.
The Petchary and family became frozen in our seats. I even sat through the (thankfully brief) commercial breaks – I usually have no tolerance for those at all – as I was still under the film’s spell. At times I felt I was holding my breath; at other times, I felt tears in my eyes. Somehow, the universe became a living thing again, breathing and sighing and bursting with energy – no longer just pretty pictures, a spectacular backdrop, or those odd little models on pieces of wire I remember from school.
We became a part of it. We felt it. We were in it.
The universe is fear; it is dread; it is mystery; it is chaos. It is also dazzling beauty and symmetry. This film was emotional. And it got us wondering. What, why… will we ever know? Are we all alone? Will we ever meet? We are so tiny.
The narrator is, surprisingly, Mr. Alec Baldwin – he of the wry humor, the twinkle in the eye, the Saturday Night Live sketches, the tough-guy jaw. His narration – his husky voice is easily recognizable – is intimate, almost quiet, as if he was a knowledgeable friend with a lot to tell you, who doesn’t want to show off. No dramatic flourishes – his subject matter is dramatic enough by itself. And no false reverence for the subject matter either, although sometimes notes of awe and wonder are unavoidable. He is effective, and he invites us to stretch our consciousness as the universe draws us in.
I will have to watch it again, and probably purchase a copy. It’s a National Geographic film. There is so much to take away from it. Probably absorbing it in small sips would help – the entire film at one gulp is overwhelming. Trains of thought start, and there’s no stopping them. You get carried away. (You can also find it in twelve chunks on YouTube, and watch it on the Discovery Channel website. Try to find it).
One thought strayed in the Petchary’s mind though, and still haunts me.
We human beings – tiny creatures that we are – are made of the same stuff as the universe. Water, and chemicals, and atoms, and dust.
We are the universe. It is within us.
In this world of burning cars, catwalking models, babies with flies on their faces, marble-floored mansions, zinc fences, gilded churches and graffiti… somehow that thought is reassuring.
We should know where our place is, and be reminded of it.
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Journey To The Edge Of The Universe 1 of 12
A mind-expanding journey it is, narrated with growing intensity by Alec Baldwin. The images are so powerful, but more than that… It made me think, and wonder, and left me completely in awe. Watch ALL of it in 12 parts on YouTube. I guarantee, your mind will be blown…
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