Day one and the report is out
Day one: The release of our report into the Government’s Emissions Trading Scheme and the launch of a six week ship tour aboard the Rainbow Warrior!
The weather didn’t play along. Drizzle, a concrete sky, slippery deck. But there’s always a rail to hold on to… onwards and upwards!
The report went out on the wires and the website early. The campaign team gathered here on the Warrior to promote it, and the tour. At 9am, we hoisted a giant banner between the ship’s masts reading: “Target Climate Change”. It flapped about happily, looked fantastic and left no doubt about the theme of the tour.
Coffee. Then another.
And then the media onslaught began. It seems no amount of rain can deter young reporters these days! First the local community newspaper, then TV 3, who did a live cross from the quay, then TVNZ arrived to interview Carmen (our lead campaigner), and ship captain Derek Nicholls. They even stuck around long enough to get some incriminating footage of another of our Indian lunch banquets, courtesey of Babu (the Rainbow Warrior’s chef, otherwise known as “absolutely most important crew member”).
I even got to play TV journalist at one point (well, I was tasked with holding one of those big fuzzy microphones at an angle at least…apparently i showed great promise.)
Meanwhile all the major radio networks were running the story of our report, and even the Prime Minister was talking about it.
All in all a great day, and a very positive start to what’s going to be an amazing tour.
If you want to read the report you can grab it over at the Greenpeace NZ website here.
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Muggy, Muggy, night.
All I see is grey and grey,
Look out on a summer’s day,
With eyes that know they could have done much more.
Dark clouds on the hills,
Drown the trees and the daffodils,
At least there’s no more winter chills,
As we slowly warm our fragile motherland.
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
How I should have shared the taxi,
And kept the air emission free.
I did not listen though I knew how.
Perhaps I’ll listen now.
Stormy, stormy night.
Flaming fields that brightly blaze,
Swirling hurricanes in violent rage,
Reflect in our eyes of denying blue.
Weather’s changing true, no more fields of crop or grain,
Starving faces lined in pain,
Are not fed by any loving hand.
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
How we’ll suffer for our insanity,
How we’ll never be green.
I did not listen, though I knew how.
Perhaps I’ll listen now.
For we did not love you,
But still your love is true.
And when no hope is left in sight,
We will have earthquakes all night,
We’ll lose our lives as people often do.
But Earth has tried to tell us people
This world was never meant to be polluted by you.
Written by Sue Dyson
Kerikeri NZ
Hi, some pix from RW arrival are here