Let's Lobby the Seventh Name...

Ok. Let's get one thing straight. There are, to quote Friends of the Earth, only seven people who can really tackle climate change. Seven. I've seen their list. Of course all the regulars are there - the president of the States, the president of China, our own prime minister. The list saunters happily on. But the seventh name is perhaps the most interesting. It's an un-heard-of, a Z-lister, a Don't Know Who That Is And Don't Particularly Want To kind of name. And yet it's stuck on the end of such an illustrious list. Perhaps I'd better elaborate.

I’ve been thinking more and more about that last figure. And, surprisingly, the conclusions are surprising (unsurprisingly). If they were to change, the effect would be, quite unequivocally, of groundbreaking significance. With them on board, climate change could be tackled head-on, with uncompromising resolution. That single person can do so much. Bizarrely, this absolute nobody is absolutely crucial. And yet they’ve been overlooked.

This guy could change the world. He could overhaul politics, revolutionise shopping, force industrial change... pretty much anything I’ve thought of, he’s got the power. He’s superhuman. He’s basically his own shade of green.

And then I thought a bit more (and that is surprising). We need to lobby this guy. We have to get him on our side. It would be the equivalent of getting the Man in the Moon to make the Moon go the other way round the Earth. Just hopefully without all the tides messing up. Simply put, this is big.

So what on Earth is stopping him? If his peers are capable of dragging a three-and-a-half-thousand kilometre wide rock out of orbit (and I’m telling you they are), why can’t he speak out on climate change?

Such formidable heroes of our planet should not be taken lightly. So who is it? If we get them to change, we can work wonders. If we get them to change, we can rethink the green movement from the ground up. If we get them to change, we are almost unstoppable.

Ok. I give in. You see, for fear of sounding like some kind of painfully-clichéd agony aunt, there’s a little superhuman in all of us. That seventh name is You.