Guy McPherson synthesizes scientific data about climate chaos and the results are not anything anyone wants to hear.

Yet we must, say McPherson and I. The inescapable truth of McPherson’s story about the multiple feedback loops that have already been set in motion, and their proclivity to threaten the viability of the planet to support higher life forms within the next few decades, if not less, provide an ironic twist of hope. His message, that, in the face of near-term extinction only love remains points toward a kind of surrender that might be the only real source of hope for our species; hope that arises from hopelessness and the acknowledgement that human progress has been grossly misdirected; that a return to our deepest, most compelling humanity is the only option in the face of the facts.