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Barbara Dean, Island Press
Friday, 24 Oct 2003
COVELO, Calif.
When I stepped outside this morning, I was greeted by the howl of a lone coyote -- coming from the hill to the west of my house instead of from the river canyon to the east, which is the direction from which the coyotes usually call. I remember the first time I heard that sound, soon after I moved here. I had no idea what I was hearing -- it was truly otherworldly, or perhaps like a very weird cocktail party in the distance. Over the years, I've come to hear the lilting, spine-tingling yelps and howls as a measure of wildness, and when the coyotes seemed to go silent a few years ago, I feared that it meant bad things for this near-wilderness. But the rangy, canny canines returned shortly thereafter, to my relief. Each time I hear them now -- always with a start -- I feel my inner compass reorient to the wild world surrounding me.I've been mulling over one of the administrative items from our Roundtable meeting on Wednesday. We're approaching the end of the strategic planning process that Island Press has been involved in for a year, and Dan Sayre (vice president and publisher, and leader of the RT meeting) told us that within the next few months, as part of the final piece of that process, we editors will need to update and revise our plans for our subject areas. This bit of news was met with something less than universal enthusiasm, since updating editorial strategies in the midst of an already over-the-top workload conjures visions of sleepless nights, no weekends, and an endless series of apologies to authors for delays in working on their manuscripts. But, if I put aside the effect on my day-to-day life, I'll admit that I do actually enjoy the process of updating these plans, which gives me a chance to step back and take a look at the Big Picture of what we do at IP: What are the trends within the subject areas we are responsible for? What kinds of information do people working on these issues need? How is the audience growing, shrinking, shifting?
Biodiversity close to home: forestland near Dean's house.
As most of you probably know, the estimates of the current rates of biodiversity loss in different habitats are so alarming that biologists speak of the current crisis as a sixth mass extinction event. Humans are off the hook for responsibility for the first five such events, since the most recent one was 65 million years ago. But this one, the sixth event that we are in the midst of right now, is, undeniably (if mostly inadvertently) the result of human activities. Human consumption and increasing human numbers are altering habitat, triggering the spread of invasive species, and, in marine areas, depleting biodiversity through overfishing.
At the heart of my part of the planning process, and underlying all of my daily work with manuscripts and my frequent conversations with authors, scientists, and others working on biodiversity issues, is the shared, gut-level knowledge that biodiversity is the very ground and substance of life. That without it -- without the uncounted species from the invisible microbe to the Asian tiger; without the processes of pollination, soil regeneration, and carbon cycling that different species perform -- life would not exist. That below a certain level of biodiversity, humans would not survive. And certainly, without the soaring hawk or howling coyote or whining mosquito, our lives would be unspeakably impoverished.
Chira communes with nature.
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