How Will Future Generations Judge Our Stewardship?

Chip Duncan
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Article originally appeared in the Milwaukee Journal Sentinel



How Will Future Generations Judge Our Stewardship?
by Chip Duncan



After an historic 51-49 vote of the U.S. Senate this month that opened the Arctic National Wildlife Refuge to oil exploration, the Today Show and Good Morning America led their news with the “not guilty” verdict in the Robert Blake trial, the delivery of Scott Peterson to his new home on death row, and the latest in Michael Jackson’s pajama party.

Maybe there’s a lesson in that. The majority of the American people and the handful of corporate conglomerates that dictate television news didn’t care that the battle to protect the Arctic National Wildlife Refuge (ANWR) from oil drilling was all but over. Without justification, a last minute vote on ANWR had been attached to the Senate budget bill, and there was no more dodging the drill bit.
With a majority of just two senators, President Bush, using his so-called mandate from the November election, will likely get what he’s after – more Alaskan oil.

That the amount of oil in the refuge is unknown doesn’t seem to matter (estimates range from 5.7 to 15 billion barrels). Even Alaska Governor Frank Murkowski, a supporter of drilling, was quoted recently in the New York Times saying “We don’t know if there’s any real oil there. That’s why this could be boom or bust. The geologists simply say it’s the area of North America most likely to support a large field.”

Interesting logic. “We don’t know so why not drill” vs. “we don’t know so maybe we should err on the side of conservation.”

The fact that most major world oil companies are only mildly interested in ANWR’s potential also doesn’t seem to matter. The fact that we’re occupying oil-rich Iraq, which owns approximately 25% of the world’s oil reserves, doesn’t seem to matter. Wildlife? Well, the wildlife that survives won’t be wild any more but heck, they’ll do just fine.

More rigs, roads, housing, offices, warehouses, shipping piers, people, cranes and equipment plowed into the most fragile ecosystem in the world? Not a problem. Or is it?

As a true believer in representative government, I find it tough to argue against oil development in ANWR since the majority of Alaskans favor development. But they also receive a sizable government check at the end of each year for the exploitation of the state’s oil and mineral rights. In other words, developing ANWR will put money in their pockets. But the voice of the “lower 48” has been virtually silent on this issue. Our nation’s environment didn’t warrant a single question in any of the 2004 presidential debates.

So why do I care? Beyond the obvious (yes, I generally believe we should try to protect what’s left of our wilderness), I care because I’ve had the rare privilege of seeing ANWR, feeling it, and letting the power of this great refuge enter my soul. I understand the privilege and I’ve done what I can to share it including production of a PBS documentary and a lengthy article for this newspaper (Is ANWR Worth Saving?, June 2001). And for the same reason it’s hard for Americans to comprehend the tragedy of war in Iraq or genocide in Sudan for people living in those nations, it’s understandable that most Americans can’t grasp the tragic decision to drill for oil in ANWR. It’s a long ways away and odds are, most Americans will never get a chance to visit.

Yet it’s tragic nonetheless. Tragic because drilling will deprive future generations of a chance to experience and explore the last great pristine wilderness in the United States. Approximately one hundred years ago, Republican President Theodore Roosevelt made history by ensuring the preservation of Yellowstone National Park. At the time, it was unthinkable for most Americans to visit Yellowstone - it was simply too far away. A century later, Yellowstone is so overwhelmed with visitors that park officials are forced to limit the number of campers, cars and snowmobiles. Most of us would agree that Yellowstone is a national treasure worth far more than oil. And Roosevelt, the father of our national park system, is routinely applauded for his vision and courage. Sadly, the Bush legacy on ANWR will be the opposite.

My first visit to ANWR came during June of 2000 when, thanks to my friends at Juneau-based Alaska Discovery I joined a small group of river rafters to paddle the Kongakut River from the Brooks Range to the Arctic Ocean. I went back six months later to spend Christmas in a small native community called Arctic Village, population 125. It was the experience of a lifetime - 24 hour sun and 24 hour darkness all in one year. I also had the chance to listen to the Gwich’in people discuss their nomadic history as caribou hunters throughout what is now called ANWR. During interviews with elders in Arctic Village, not a single one supported the Bush plan to drill for oil.

During June 2004, I went back to ANWR with Alaska Discovery for a 13-day rafting expedition on the Hula Hula River. My goal was to trek and photograph the exact area where the Bush administration was pushing to drill. The grandeur is overwhelming, but the power of ANWR is much greater than grandeur. In the absence of human development, in the rawness of virtually untouched wilderness, there exists a spiritual force greater than any I’ve ever experienced or imagined. It’s a birthplace not just for Porcupine caribou on their annual migration, it’s a birthplace for the spirit of wilderness.

To many, the flat, marshy terrain that extends from the Brooks Range to the Arctic Ocean may not look like much. It vaguely resembles eastern Colorado or the plains of western Nebraska - with one great exception. The refuge is home to more species of birds than any place else in the United States. It’s filled with grizzly, wolves, sheep, wolverine, moose, arctic hare, the only remaining herd of musk ox in the U.S., arctic fox, tundra swans and the spectacular migration of approximately 120,000 head of Porcupine caribou every June.
For a photographer, it’s a land of easy wide shots. But it’s in the close ups that the character of the arctic reveals itself. Hundreds of species of tiny wildflowers fight for life in a uniquely short growing season. During the summer solstice, their life cycle unfolds within a matter of days. An entire mountain slope can be white, yellow or red one day, green the next. Moss and lichens, a food source for the scavenging caribou, color the rocks and jutting cliff sides in patches of burnt orange and yellow.

The vast horizon of ANWR, uncluttered by human structures or the contrails of jet aircraft, is a rapidly changing tapestry of cumulus clouds, storm showers and rainbows. The landscape pulsates with a quiet, natural rhythm. In my visits to ANWR, as I’ve opened myself up to the natural world around me, I’ve become one with that rhythm. I’ve never felt safer, more grounded or more in sync with our earth.

As I wrote in 2001, the Arctic National Wildlife Refuge is a special, even sacred place. Before the drill bits pushed their way through the frozen tundra, I’d hoped we could squeeze a few more miles per gallon out of our cars, or reduce our thermostats just a degree or two, perhaps enough to avoid the need for more oil.

I was naïve. On a myriad of issues, we seem incapable of thinking long term. The 7th Generation precept of the Iroquois people - that is, the idea that what is good for us should also be good for those who follow seven generations from now - rarely seems to apply when it comes to public policy.

So as the thaw begins in the arctic, is there any hope for those who want to stop drilling in ANWR before it starts? Yes. Forty-nine U.S. Senators, including Republicans and Democrats, voted with the future in mind. Majorities can change. It’s not too late to contact legislators, write the President and motivate neighbors and friends. During our history, we have learned with certainty that once wilderness is gone, we don't get it back.


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Chip Duncan is an EMMY award-winning documentary filmmaker who presently resides in Wisconsin. Most of the articles that appear on this site were originally printed in Sunday editions of the Milwaukee Journal Sentinel between 2001 and 2005. To contact Chip Duncan, please click here: Chip@DuncanEntertainment.com. Your comments are welcomed.

If you'd like more information on the Arctic National Wildlife Refuge, please consider purchasing Rafting Alaska's Wildest Rivers from the Company Store. This one hour show includes extensive footage and interviews related to ANWR.

Click here to read "Is ANWR Worth Saving?" by Chip Duncan


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