From the website An Inconvenient Truth. No matter what we do, the planet will survive. In time it will heal itself. Of course if we manage to fuck things up badly enough, neither we or any of our descendants will be around to see it. Part of me is almost glad that Carl Sagan isn't around to see that too many of us not only didn't listen, we're even more of a train wreck waiting to happen than we were in the nineties. On the other hand...he was beginning to sound pretty cranky by the time he wrote this book.
“Look again at that dot. That's here. That's home. That's us. On it
everyone you love, everyone you know, everyone you ever heard of,
every human being who ever was, lived out their lives. The aggregate
of our joy and suffering, thousands of confident religions, ideologies,
and economic doctrines, every hunter and forager, every hero and
coward, every creator and destroyer of civilization, every king and
peasant, every young couple in love, every mother and father, hopeful
child, inventor and explorer, every teacher of morals, every corrupt
politician, every "superstar," every "supreme leader," every saint
and sinner in the history of our species lived there-on a mote of dust
suspended in a sunbeam.