I had the privilege to visit the wild in Malaysia. Nature was awesome. And loud. You wouldn't believe the sounds one can hear - and panic over - during the night. (Only a mosquito net between me and the beasts looming in the dark.) Never have I seen so many wild animals within just one day. And each were very special living only on those parts of the world.
It was shocking to realize how little there was left of the original jungle. From the airplane you could see miles and miles of palm oil plantations. Guess it's a good business for the locals, but practically means a slow death for the original ecosystem. Found myself speechless.
Well, money talks and we consume this palm oil in our noodles, creams, lotions, lipsticks, soaps and even (God forbid) "biodiesel". According to Rainforest Action Network up to 50% of all goods sold in the grocery store contain palm oil. I'm a bit sceptic with that number, but even lower percentages would be horrid.
I've never been a nature lover in the sort of crazy lets-chain-ourselves-to-these-trees-to-stop-the-bulldozer kinda way. But to close my eyes and pretend the problem is not there anymore. I can't do that. I'm not sure if we're even allowed to.
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