Saturday was a beautiful day in Astoria Park, Queens.
I arrived with my conga drum, my daughter’s dog, and a need I had been carrying for some time: the need to play. The dog was thrilled. It may have been her first visit to a dog park, and she seemed to take in every sight, smell, and sound with pure excitement.
We walked near the track and the skateboarding area. I put on my headphones and played some powerful Sonora Ponceña—the legendary salsa group from Ponce, Puerto Rico. Soon, I was drumming along.
For a while, I was completely lost in the rhythm.
I had not played congas like that in some time. Moving through rumba selections stored on an old cellphone that I had repurposed as an MP3 player, I played with energy, gratitude, and passion. The drum gave me something words often cannot: a way to release feeling, to remember joy, and to feel connected to the people and life around me.
But even in that joy, the Climate and Ecological Emergency was on my mind.
About 20 minutes later, a young couple approached with a stroller and a little boy, perhaps one or two years old. His father smiled and said, “He loves drums.”
I told him, “Then let him play. I could use a break anyway.”
The little boy was shy at first. But when he finally touched the drum, I could not help myself. I burst out with encouragement: “Wow! Amazing! You have rhythm!”
His eyes lit up.
It was only a small moment. He may not remember it years from now. But I will. For a few seconds, a child discovered something new—a sound, a rhythm, a feeling of being welcomed and encouraged. His parents and I spoke for a while about the neighborhood and how much that part of Queens has improved. Then we exchanged warm goodbyes and went our separate ways.
A few minutes later, another child—a young Black boy, maybe four or five—ran over and asked, “Can I hit the drum?”
He and his mother had apparently been watching from a short distance away, though I had not noticed them. I said, “Of course you can.”
He played. I told him he was gifted and that he sounded wonderful. He ran back to his mother, then came back to the drum, then ran back to her again—full of excitement, curiosity, and life.
Soon after, a woman and her daughter came by. She offered me crackers and snacks. I thanked her and declined, but she asked whether she could give the dog a tiny piece of cracker. I said yes—just a very small piece. Her daughter was more interested in petting the dog than drumming, and that was beautiful too.
These were simple interactions. No speeches. No politics. No grand event.
Just a park.
Children. Families. Music. A dog. Skateboarders. Young girls reading books. People talking, laughing, walking, and picnicking under the open sky.
And then, standing there with tears beginning to form in my eyes, I found myself asking a question I cannot escape:
What kind of world will these children inherit?
What will happen to their food, their water, their homes, their health, and their sense of safety if we continue to ignore the damage being done to the Earth?
Twenty years from now, will they remember places like Astoria Park as spaces of ease, community, and possibility? Or will too many of them be living with the trauma of extreme heat, flooding, polluted air, disrupted food systems, displacement, conflict, and loss?
The Climate and Ecological Emergency is not an abstract issue. It is not merely a debate for politicians, corporations, or people who work in environmental fields. It is about the future of children who want to touch a drum. It is about families enjoying a Saturday in the park. It is about every living thing that depends on clean air, safe water, healthy soil, and a stable climate.
That afternoon reminded me why I cannot give up.
There will always be setbacks, obstacles, criticism, attacks, and moments when the task of protecting our planet feels too large. But I still believe every person can matter. Perhaps I cannot create all the change that is needed by myself. But I can be a pebble dropped into a pond, sending ripples outward—sometimes small, sometimes farther than I could ever know.
Earth is our shared home.
The boundaries we create in our minds—between neighborhoods, nations, races, religions, ethnicities, and political identities—do not change that fact. Storms do not check passports. Floods do not care about party affiliation. Droughts, fires, heat waves, and pollution do not respect the walls we build between “us” and “them.”
The Earth responds to what humanity has put into its atmosphere, waters, forests, and soils over generations.
We have an opportunity—and a responsibility—to reverse course.
We can choose sustainable ways of living. We can demand clean energy, healthier communities, responsible development, protection for water and ecosystems, and accountability from those whose decisions affect us all. We can reject the lie that we are separate from nature. We are not outside the system. We are part of it.
The soil beneath our feet is not fundamentally different from the soil beneath someone else’s feet across the world. The air moves across borders. Water circulates through the planet. Our lives are connected whether we acknowledge it or not.
That connection should lead us to care more deeply—not only about climate change, but also about war, genocide, racism, hatred, poverty, and every form of cruelty that treats some lives as less valuable than others.
Every child deserves a future with safety, dignity, wonder, music, play, community, and hope.
Enough of the nonsense already.
Look at a young person. Think about what they may face because of the choices adults make today. Then ask yourself: How am I affecting their future, and what can I do to make that impact more positive?
Let us treat the Climate and Ecological Emergency not only as a warning, but as a call to transform. We can build cleaner, kinder, healthier, more resilient communities. We can change how we consume, how we build, how we travel, how we use energy, and how we care for one another.
We owe that much to the children who are already here.
And we owe it to the children who will come after us.
Addendum
A note on green AI
I believe artificial intelligence can be developed and used in ways that are genuinely environmentally responsible—but only if communities, water use, energy sources, waste, and long-term ecological impacts are treated as central concerns rather than afterthoughts.
Data centers should not be built simply for immediate profit. Their environmental footprint, including energy demand and water use, must be transparently assessed, tightly regulated, and designed with meaningful community input. Companies and governments should prioritize clean power, water conservation, responsible waste management, and public accountability.
There is also an important role for efficient local AI: models that can run directly on a laptop or desktop computer without relying constantly on distant data centers. Local tools can give people more control, reduce unnecessary data transfers, and allow users to reserve cloud-based computing for tasks that truly require it.
Technology should serve people and the planet—not place additional burdens on vulnerable communities or ecosystems.
Closing note
I am currently updating the posts at ClimateChangeCommunity.com and have already reposted several, along with publishing some new material. Please visit the site, read the posts, and join the conversation.
Regards,
Tito
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