Tuesday, November 16, 2010

Celebrating the Memory of Hope on the Ten Year Anniversary of the WCD

A personal reflection on the 10th anniversary of the World Commission on Dams report, by Liane Greeff of SA (who was an integral NGO player for the entire WCD process).

Sorry for x-postings!



Celebrating the Memory of Hope on the 10 Year Anniversary of the World Commission on Dams


Today, ten years ago I was in London, listening to Nelson Mandela, Kader Asmal, Achim Steiner, and Medha Patkar all talking about the promise of the World Commission on Dams – how it would change the world of dams and development, and how you could walk the tight-rope towards a future where the poor did not lose everything and the rich did not gain everything. I remember feeling very proud of the final report of the World Commission on Dams entitled "Dams and Development: A New Framework for Decision-making" which showed the way towards such a future in concrete manageable steps. I remember feeling proud that I had been part of a process and a product that represented a key milestone in the direction of a brighter future for humanity and for the planet.  Something that offered a fairer future – one where those who had previously lost everything to dams would be compensated fairly or would be better off than before, one where the environmental and social impacts of dams would be given equal status to technical and economic considerations.


Six years before November 2000, I had felt the same sense of pride in the beginnings of the New South Africa, indeed in the promise of the New South Africa – that the world would be better than before, that those who had lost everything would be compensated and that future looked fairer for all.


I am disillusioned now - disillusioned that the promise of the WCD was sabotaged by amongst others, the World Bank and the Hydropower Industry; that the promise of the New South Africa was sabotaged by the politics of power and the economics of greed.


Its 2010 now, climate change - that was seen as science fiction until recently - has put his foot in the door, and the door is opening wider and wider to all the devastation that the future can bring, the future we are climatically wedded to. No matter what we do now, we as a species together with all the other species and biomes and regions and communities are facing the unleashing of a volatile, angry earth.


Today could have been a day of great celebration: "Wow! Look at all we have achieved this past decade! Look how our world, so lost ten years ago, is so much better! How dams so devastating ten years ago have been overthrown by greener technologies! Wow, look at what we have achieved!"


Instead what we have achieved perhaps is better statistics to document what we are losing. UNEP's Millenium Assessment and their Global Outlook 2010 outlines in dismal detail the tragedies that unfold upon the earth – tragedies of extinction, climate change, loss of water, desert encroachment, etc"


The New South Africa is busy trying to squash journalistic freedom by introducing a twenty-five year jail sentence for telling the truth, the Lesotho Highlands Phase 2 Dams look all set to bring water to quench Gauteng's economic hunger whilst the rising acid waters from old mines are threatening to offset the city's thirst in unwelcome ways; Ethiopia is all set to build the Gibe 3 Dam which will not only destroy Lake Turkana but also the livelihoods of over half a million agro-pastoralists; and all those I visited five years along the banks of the Narmada River have been flooded out by the heightening of the Sardar Sarovar Dam, and all those I visited a month ago in the Town of Temaca, Mexico, face that same submergence if the El Zapotillo Dam is built. Once you have met the people affected, you can never unmeet them, and you know intimately the price paid by development. It is like meeting the killer and the killed.


My heart aches for the Earth and for all of us who blunder our way in the direction of our species extinction – extinction to join the unprecedented species extinction plague that has hit planet earth. In our development path we press delete, delete, delete and the extinction folder is full. In UNEP speak it is translated into: "This has resulted in a substantial and largely irreversible loss in the diversity of life on Earth"

    • 20% of the world's coral reefs were lost and 20% degraded in the last several decades
    • 35% of mangrove area has been lost in the last several decades
    • Amount of water in reservoirs quadrupled since 1960
    • Withdrawals from rivers and lakes doubled since 1960
    • 5-10% of the area of five biomes was converted between 1950 and 1990
    • More than two thirds of the area of two biomes and more than half of the area of four others had been converted by 1990


So, I raise my glass as the sun sets into the Atlantic Ocean to a decadal anniversary of Hope, feeling rather Hopeless. My partner Roy is playing his guitar and singing the Beatles song about the fool on the hill who sees the sun going down and "the eyes in his head sees the world spinning around". I feel like that fool - maybe I have seen too many Apocalypse movies – the plethora of which I think represents the unconsciousness of humanity trying to tell us to wake up, that we are treading on climate induced thin-ice, telling us to do something whilst we still can.


I salute too the World Commission on Dams as a brave attempt to change a world before it was ready, and I salute all those colleagues of the ICDRP and all those around the world who honour our planet and recognize our role in its plight, and our potential role in its recovery. And lastly, I salute Hope, although for now it is just a memory of something I believed when I thought a brighter future was coming our planet's way.   



Liane Greeff, Coordinator, EcoDoc Africa, Tel: + 27 +83 415 2365, liane@kingsley.co.za

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