UPDATE! Lopa Brunjes: a Report from Copenhagen.

Via Lopa Brunjes
on Dec 13, 2009
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UPDATE: Copenhagen International Gathering re: Climate Change:

Lopa’s Daily Journal.

Yesterday, December 15th, the COP was abuzz with new and fresh energy. Wait-time in the registration line went back up to four hours, chairs became scarce real estate in the common areas, and shouting and singing from various youth delegations could be heard throughout the packed halls. The public pressure on the policy makers to come to a strong, binding deal gets ever stronger, after a 50,000 person march on Saturday (which ended up with 600 Black Bloc-types getting arrested for arson) and 350 youth delegates in orange shirts demanding for 350 ppm.

The police are in force, probably more of them than I’ve ever seen. They all wear the label “Politi”, Danish for “police.” A mayor of a major city joked, “I want to re-name our police ‘Polite’!”  Fortunately, he’s not kidding: they are very polite. [Though Naomi Klein disagrees ~ ed.]

The pitch is getting feverish, and it will only continue to crescendo.

Yesterday, the developing nations walked out of the negotiations. Just plum up and walked out, in order to make a statement. Unfortunately, they did it during a rather procedural part of the negotiations, so their statement didn’t exactly land with much force—likely just more annoyance. However, it does reflect that things are heating up.

AOSIS, the Alliance of Small Island Nations, seems ripe to do a similar action of their own—however, I haven’t heard of any direct plans to do so.  I’d love to see AOSIS and the African countries—among the most vulnerable nations to the effects of climate change, particularly sea level rise and desertification, respectively—effect a similar, stronger action, together.

Unfortunately, but perhaps expectedly so, the negotiations have since been closed off to NGO’s and observers—only country party delegates (the Pinks, see first journal entry below) are allowed to enter the negotiating rooms. Not only that, but the Bella Center has a maximum capacity of 20,000 people—and 36,000 are registered to show up this week. Thus, the NGOs have all had to cut their delegations by two-thirds. By Friday, it is expected that very few NGOs will be able to enter the center, as some 90 heads of state finalize what we hope will be a strong agreement.

I’d say, if nothing else comes from this conference, that at least this has been one of the most impressive and cohesive demonstrations of humans coming together for the common good. People may rail against the shortcomings of market-based strategies such as carbon regulation, and the promotion of self-interest such solutions can instigate, but—talking directly to many of the people here—I firmly believe that most people are coming from a place of interest in the common good and for our planet.

It is perhaps sad, but also poetic, that this arises from a place of crisis; but perhaps this is the necessary existential crisis of humanity that we need to bring us to a greater recognition of our innate interconnectivity.

Copenhagen:  Day 4

There is an interesting division, almost a class distinction, between people at COP’s. A lot of it comes down to the color-coordinating of the badges. The country Parties have Pink tags, the Inter-Governmentals have blue, Press has orange and NGO’s lowly yellow.

The yellows spend much of their time vying for the attention of the pinks, who spend much of their free time avoiding them. The blues watch, and the oranges document it all.

I’m a yellow….worse yet, I’m a yellow with a complicated agenda—I’m trying to garner support for a new technology for adaptation and mitigation: biochar. If you want to know what biochar is, please ask Google, because that is another (longer) conversation. My point here is, when you’re a yellow that is asking for the pinks to consider yet another consideration on their already-overflowing plate, you have your cards stacked against you (to the tune of about 200 pages—as in, the core negotiating text that everyone is working from).

So, you must drink a lot of coffee (or mate!) and be, generally, indefatigable and in-discouragable. It’s that kind of perseverance that makes change actually happen. Real change. The kind of change that alters the way our human institutional infrastructure operates in 50 years’ time. The kind of change that your great-grandchildren will one day forget to thank you for.

Commitment to your vision is paramount.  In fact, if I were to quantify it, I’d say that 10 pounds of commitment is equal to 100 pounds of enthusiasm equivalent. But together, they are a recipe for success, whether you’re a pink, or yellow…or whether you’re reading this from home, offering your own essential contribution to the world.

Wishing you the best from Copenhagen,

Lopa Brunjes

Lopa Brunjes is a writer-businesswoman-policywonk-yogini who got her start working in the biochar field 2 1/2 years ago.  She’s now passionately committed to making biochar into an example of industry-done-right (for once!), and a solution to climate change, energy, and soil fertility.  When she’s not biocharing, Lopa can be found cooking, dancing, or yogaing.

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About Lopa Brunjes

Lopa Brunjes is a visionary businesswoman, biochar geek, and singing yogini with a penchant for being wonkish, dancing in the car, and high-fiving strangers. She counts her blessings every day for having the amazing fortune to practice in a Tantrik lineage under Tantracarya Dharmanidhi Sarasvati for the last 5 years, and strives to bring real yoga to real life, somewhere near the intersection of business, policy, media, love, and humor. She’s a die-hard foodie, a sometime poet, and non-profit/environmental/social change consultant based in Boulder who is as comfortable in Dolce and Gabbana as she is in Lululemon or Carhartts—but she usually opts for thrift store scores.


One Response to “UPDATE! Lopa Brunjes: a Report from Copenhagen.”

  1. This woman has a Moral Passion which I deeply envy.
    Her arguments are based around the true center of all Life, Carbon. How we must manage it to benefit the greatest diversity of life, both micro and macro. This touches us in all we do, all we eat and all we breath, How we heat our homes, travel and do our jobs. The chard structure of life, becoming the cradle for exuberant soil life, is such an elegant reciprocity and Husbandry of whole new orders of life.

    Biochar is viewed as soil Infrastructure; The old saw;
    "Feed the Soil Not the Plants" becomes;
    "Feed, Cloth and House the Soil, utilities included !".
    Free Carbon Condominiums with carboxyl group fats in the pantry and hydroxyl alcohol in the mini bar.
    Build it and the Wee-Beasties will come.
    Microbes like to sit down when they eat.
    By setting this table we expand husbandry to whole new orders & Kingdoms of life.

    This is what I try to get across to Farmers, as to how I feel about the act of returning carbon to the soil. An act of penitence and thankfulness for the civilization we have created. Farmers are the Soil Sink Bankers, once carbon has a price, they will be laughing all the way to it.
    Unlike CCS which only reduces emissions, biochar systems draw down CO2 every energy cycle, closing a circle back to support the soil food web. The photosynthetic "capture" collectors are up and running, the "storage" sink is in operation just under our feet. Pyrolysis conversion plants are the only infrastructure we need to build out.

    Agriculture allowed our cultural accent and Agriculture will now prevent our descent.

    Carbon to the Soil, the only ubiquitous and economic place to put it.

    PS Merry Xmas (For your Xmas cards)

    A Visit From Saint Sustainability

    'Tis the night before Christmas
    and all through the soils
    many creatures are stirring
    to lessen our toils.

    With Vilsack/Salazar in our stockings and Gore/Clinton in our caps,
    We can all settle in for a short Christmas nap…

    For planting comes early
    and we need time enough
    for our charcoal to settle
    in microbes and duff

    Copenhagen will be calling
    for carbon to the earth
    which will leave us all smiling
    full of great mirth

    Then from the compost
    there came such a clatter
    I arouse with my spade fork
    to organic matter!

    The wee-beasties were popping
    in asexual love
    the hyphae were shedding
    Glomalin gloves
    the nematodes writhing
    in a holiday feast
    a cornucopia for all
    from mighty to least

    So all the pyrolysis
    should scale up, but quick!
    to make the Earth jolly
    just like Saint Nick!

    Thanks for your important work