People with climate despair seem rather unfazed when it comes to the concrete suffering of people in war torn territories. They like it when the pain, the despair is vague, abstract, intangible, impalpable; but when it is the present pain of suffering people, they seem to shrug.

I don't feel climate despair. I'm not desperate because of the "climate future". This feeling has a flair of snobbery to me. (I have strong feelings about the current war in Europe.) Mostly and primarily I feel hope, an unfounded and exuberant hope. In the end, humans are wonderful, despite everything.