Idiot/SavantCurrently listening to Kim Stanley Robinson's "Forty Signs of Rain", which is his first real climate change novel. Written 20 years ago, set "when climate change is just starting to bite" (I think that's how he put it), which turns out to be 600 ppm and 3.3 C of temperature rise. Watching the world go to shit at 423ppm and 1C, it all seems rather optimistic.
While the world is described as being in crisis, you really only see it in the "journal of unfortunate statistics" bits (until DC floods and California falls into the sea of course). Whereas in reality, the crisis is inescapable: there's a big story practically every day about somewhere burning, flooding, baking, drowning, or all at once.
But in both fiction and reality, the politicians don't want to do anything about it, preferring to destroy the world than change capitalism or upset the status quo.
Got to the "rain" part of #FortySignsOfRain. You know what really stands out to me? 2002's version of 2020-30ish just didn't imagine the iPhone or social media and what that means for disaster notification and communications.
..or rather meant, because a bunch of billionaires are currently ruining it, and that decision will probably have a bodycount.