An open letter to Prime Minister Scott Morrison
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THIS is the 15th Christmas, in my lifetime, that my dad will spend on call, fighting bushfires.
I wonder if you enjoyed your holiday in Hawaii, because there certainly wasn't time for him to take a well-earned rest. He has instead been putting out the bushfires.
Our futures are ablaze. My friend's own backyard is on fire.
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I'm sure that your view of Darling Harbour is still unimpeded. It may have gotten a bit smoky recently, but I'm sure the fresh air in Hawaii eliminated any coughing or lung infections that the rest of NSW is experiencing.
A state health emergency has been declared, after all.
Mr Morrison, my clothes smell of smoke, my hair smells of smoke and the air tastes of smoke.
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There is no escaping this hopeless reality, unless of course we were in your position.
But, unfortunately, we do not possess your leadership salary, or any climate policies to have prevented this crisis.
Each year it gets worse, each year regular people suffer because of the government's inaction on climate change.
From a young age, I have hardly seen my father during summer as the country prepares for exhausting heat.
However, for the first year in his 30-year career, there is no end to the season in sight.
Eighteen-hour days for over a month are simply what is expected. Australia has broken its average temperature record twice in one week.
I can barely see out of my bedroom window, yet I can clearly see the desolate future already occurring because of climate change.
You can lie to yourself for business purposes, but you can no longer lie to a nation. Your empty words will no longer be tolerated; proof of oncoming disaster has burnt our bushlands and rendered our national animal to near extinction.
You are accountable to the people of Australia, not to yourself. It's time to act.
