Maybe you don’t believe me. “But… global warming, but… deforestation.” “But, but, but…”, my mother would say. Global warming, deforestation, and pollution of all varieties may be the cause of some extinctions. Some. Allow me to refer you to the experts: Alfonso Balmori, Daniel Favre, Mark Broomhall, Diana Kordas, Ulrich Warnke, Neelima Kumar, some of whose studies you can find here:
I’ll not drag you through example upon example of wildlife studies proving death by electromagnetic fields (EMFs), i.e. cell phones/cell towers, but let me share with you the example that finally brought me to tears after stoically reading, in Arthur Firstenberg’s The Invisible Rainbow
, case upon case of what EMFs are doing to nature. Bear in mind that putting a radio tracking device on an animal is like forcing the animal to wear a cell phone, powered on, 24/7, sometimes until its death:
“In another study, involving water voles at England’s Bure Marshes National Nature Reserve, colonies that contained radio tagged females gave birth to more than four times as many males as females. The researchers concluded that likely none of the radio tagged female voles gave birth to any female offspring.”
Firstenberg goes on to say:
“In some cases radio tagging endangered species may drive them further toward extinction. In 1998, the first Siberian snow tiger ever to go through her pregnancy and give birth while wearing a radio collar delivered a litter of four, of which two died from genetic abnormalities.”
That, dear reader, is why when I take my next overseas trip I may look a bit awkward stumbling around with a fifteen-year-old Lonely Planet travel guide looking for a decent place to stay the night, or trying to find out when the next local bus heading south arrives. I might need to stop and ask humans for help. Do humans still know how to relay directions to another human? There will be small inconveniences. At times it may be annoying, however not without good reason.
Yes, breaking up is hard to do. As I considered this split a few weeks ago I even felt the beginnings of a panic attack. I searched myself for the reason for the emotional reaction. The explanation may be anxiety, but also a fear of abandonment. It’s not the phone, of course, it is the random caring text messages, last-minute invitations, group texts with long-standing time-tested real friends. It is the fear of missing a random love note, of losing dear friends.
Fortunately, my contact list is backed up and downloaded to my computer. Thousands of relationships will not perish. Friends may become annoyed, but the closest ones will not be deterred. Most text messages will still reach me on my wired laptop via an alternate identification address. Some will have to reach me via social media. Some will call my landline.
I need to purchase some gadgets to replace my cell phone functions: a flashlight, a small memo pad, a camera that can take photos downloadable to my laptop, a battery-operated alarm clock — all relatively inexpensive. A decent pocket camera (remember that term?) is available for $40 and purportedly performs comparably to any high-end smart phone.
I have spent two months considering this break-up and soon it will be complete. There are ways to do this. It takes some effort. I have even made practice runs, leaving the phone at home some of the time and on short trips.
My health and vitality have improved already from having my cell phone off most of the time and my computers wired to Ethernet. My health and happiness are much enhanced. I am more energetic than I recall ever being.
I am no longer weathered from intense EMF exposure all day long from wireless devices at my home office. I don’t reach for a cocktail now to assuage weariness and exhaustion. Instead, I have productive evening time at home. Life is improving as a result of reducing my EMF exposure. My cat even sits on my lap again, now that he doesn’t have to compete with an EMF-emitting device in his way.
Sometimes breaking up is the only way out, from heartbreak and other burdensome circumstances. In this case, it is a little more far-reaching than all that. I am becoming less culpable for the die-off of species; birds, butterflies and others. Unburdening myself from that while doing what is best for my health and for creation around me means more than, well, almost anything else I can come up with.