It's the kind of hard-headed, pessimistic op-ed that pleases no one, except perhaps the fatalistic who will respond, see, it's just too much trouble. Let's let it ride. Hope for a (techno) miracle. G-d's will and all that.
Professor Scranton may be right, that tackling climate change will be a real ferocious bear and not some win-win scenario denied us by recalcitrant politicians. Let me add that Americans seem far less willing to make sacrifices for the country than they were in the patriotic WW-II era. For all our whining, we've got it pretty good compared to our grandparents. We're kind of spoiled, actually. There's no required national service or draft, and few rituals other than watching the Super Bowl or fireworks on the Fourth of July bind us together as a people. Granted, we claim to be worried about climate change, but support for going "over the top" to stop it falters when the bill comes due. In a University of Chicago poll last year, less than a quarter of folks are willing to pay $40 per month to clobber this enemy. Fifty-seven percent will contribute a buck monthly. Buy Climate War Bonds!?
So, then, what do we call it, the epic national and worldwide response to climate change that is required? A campaign? No, too weak. A crusade? No, too controversial. The Green New Deal is catchy, but has acquired a socialist-commie tinge. Movement, mobilization, jihad? How about The Great Awakening? Whatever term is used for this period of rapid change, it should convey the sense that it's gonna be exciting, rough, tumultuous and unprecedented. Live Green or Die?