Rackete / Weiss The time to act is now

1. Auflage 2022
ISBN: 978-3-7557-0485-0
Verlag: BoD - Books on Demand
Format: EPUB
Kopierschutz: 6 - ePub Watermark

E-Book, Englisch, 176 Seiten

»We are at a turning point in human history. To stop climate breakdown and extinction, environmental movements need to be actively anti-racist and join struggles for social justice.« Carola Rackete In 2019, Carola Rackete became publicly known for docking the sea rescue vessel »Sea-Watch 3« in Italy and thereby challenging a national decree that contradicted international obligations to engage in sea rescue. Due to this act of civil disobedience and her public confrontation of the Italian far right and the structural racism of the EU's Fortress Europe policy, Carola became a powerful symbol for people seeking to take practical action for a world based on justice and equality. Carola has worked in the polar regions since 2011 and holds a degree in natural resources management. Consequently, her book shows how the ecological crises we are facing today are rooted in social and political power structures. The book details moments of the rescue mission but also connects the dots to forced migration and the urgency of our environmental predicament. Overall, it is a call to engage and act to become part of initiatives and movements struggling for social and environmental justice.This version of the book includes a new afterwordfocused on centring justice and human rights in nature and biodiversity conservation - a topic often overlooked by climate activists in the Global North. The authors will donate the revenue from this book to the association borderline-europe - Menschenrechte ohne Grenzen e.V. in order to launch a new criminalization fund. The money from this fund will be used to support refugees who are criminalized in the EU for fleeing to Europe. This edition is supported by the Rosa-Luxemburg-Stiftung with funds from the German Federal Foreign Office.

Carola Rackete, born in 1988, studied nautical sciences in Elsfleth (Germany) and conservation management in Orm- skirk (UK). She visited Antarctica in 8 of the last 10 years while working on polar research vessels for the German polar research institute AWI , the British Antarctic Survey and for Greenpeace. Between 2016 and 2019, she volunteered for sea rescue NGOs in the Central Mediterranean and was arrested as captain of the »Sea-Watch 3« vessel in 2019. Her current activism is focused on justice in nature conservation and climate movements.

Autoren/Hrsg.

Rackete, Carola

Weiss, Anne

Leseproben

Chapter One:
No more hoping
It’s a little before noon and we’re still not moving. The stair railing leading up to the ship’s bridge is as hot as a radiator pipe. I climb the steps two at a time and when I reach the top I stop for a moment, my skin covered in a thin film of sweat. There is not a whisper of a breeze; the air is still. Really, it’s too sweltering to move around; this is the hottest month since climate records began. Today is Friday, 28 June 2019, and it’s been twenty days since we left the Sicilian port of Licata for a rescue mission. We had only been at sea for four days when we rescued 53 people from a fragile raft about 50 nautical miles off the Libyan coast; a raft loaded with men, pregnant women, and minors, including two young children. The Italian Coast Guard has taken the most seriously sick and vulnerable. That leaves forty people on the boat. They’re weak and discouraged. Now we’re hoping that someone will tell us what will happen to them. But we’re running out of time. With every minute that passes, we risk losing another life. The island of Lampedusa is in sight, sparkling before us like a long, thin band of lights. It’s one of the most southern points of Europe and, right now, the nearest safe port. The air is charged with the glittering reflections from the water. If we were allowed to, we could reach the harbour in an hour. Instead, we’re stuck here, waiting for the European states to find a solution. I look across the deck, where the speedboats are stowed, and the main deck below. To shield the lower decks against the sun we’ve hung up tarps; under them lie all the people we’ve saved from the raft. We can’t care for so many people on this ship for very long. She only has three bathrooms, and while we can purify seawater for drinking, the process takes ages. Even with the tank we refilled at the port, there’s not enough water for this many people to wash and do their laundry regularly. What is more, those sleeping on the boat deck have to make do with just one blanket. It’s not comfortable there; either you fold the blanket as a mattress and freeze all night, or you wrap yourself in it to keep warm but before long every part of your body touching the PVC-tiled floor will be aching. All around us the sea sparkles and the small waves break against the hull of the boat. Sea-Watch 3 is an old offshore supply vessel from the seventies, once used by the oil industry before falling into the hands of Médecins Sans Frontières before she was finally acquired by Sea-Watch using donations from their supporters. In short, a big ship that requires a lot of maintenance. She does the job, of course, but I don’t like her very much. The truth is that, under different circumstances, I wouldn’t be here. This year, I wasn’t planning to embark on any »missions,« the Sea-Watch term for rescue operations. Not that I haven’t spent some years at sea, mainly as navigating officer on board large research vessels in the Arctic, and also with Greenpeace; but then I did a master’s degree in environmental conservation and, when I finished, I wanted to concentrate on protecting the natural world. To be honest, I’ve never been a seafaring enthusiast, and after dedicating a few years to my profession, I felt it was more important to fight for the preservation of our biosphere. But my nautical knowledge came in handy when I started collaborating with Sea-Watch and other rescue NGOs doing something that I consider essential: saving lives. A few short weeks ago I received an email telling me that the captain of a rescue mission due to start in the next few days had fallen ill. At the time, I was busy in Scotland, where I was working as a trainee on a conservation programme. What we were doing, basically, was collecting data on butterflies, maintaining the hiking trails, and most recently, when torrential rains fell, spending three days in the greenhouse transplanting Scots pines. The landscape in that part of Scotland is beautiful: steepsloped mountains cloaked with dark, mossy hoods, where the smell of wet meadows combines with conifer resin and the fragrance of delicate flowers. At night you can hear the squawking of the little loons over the fog-wrapped sea. The air is so clear, so full of aromas, that if I could, I would have spent every hour of the day outside. In short, I didn’t want to leave. But that message was sent to everyone on the emergency contact list – a list of everyone who could replace a crew member at the last minute. Whereas volunteers for unskilled jobs are easy to recruit, it’s much more difficult to find people qualified to handle a ship or provide medical care. My intuition told me that Sea-Watch would struggle to find a replacement in such a short time, and when I spoke to the head of operations on the phone, he confessed that he had no one who could captain the boat. If I didn’t do it, the ship couldn’t sail, even though she had all the other necessary crew. Feeling the weight of responsibility, I packed my bags. That’s why I’m here now, in the middle of this scorching summer, on a boat anchored in southern Europe. Above the splash of the waves I hear a few snippets of conversation from time to time; otherwise, all is calm. I’ve gone over everything we can do, both with the crew and with the Sea-Watch team on land, where we have lots of volunteers and a handful of employees working mainly from Berlin, but also Amsterdam, Rome, Brussels, and other cities. This is the team that deals with logistics, media, and internal communications, in addition to providing legal advice and political advocacy work. They are in contact with other organisations and political actors on land, and provide the crew with information and advice on what’s going on. We’ve been trapped in international waters for two weeks now. Via our unreliable internet connection, I’ve sent out an email to the competent bodies in Rome and Valletta asking for their support, and also the Den Helder coastguard headquarters, because Sea-Watch 3 is flying the Dutch flag. Via the German Ministry of Foreign Affairs, we’ve also asked Spain and France for assistance. Several members of the Italian Coast Guard boarded the ship. Then came the Guardia di Finanza, the customs and tax police that reports to the Italian Ministry of Economy and Finance in Rome. They told us to wait. They said they had no solutions for us. Nothing happened. We were running out of possibilities. It became increasingly difficult to keep people safe on our ship; the people we rescued were in urgent need of medical attention. One of the women confessed to our doctor that she was so desperate, she was contemplating suicide. She told her that she felt safer with someone by her side. But we can’t give her what she needs. Our crew consists of more than twenty people, including engineers and maritime-technical personnel such as myself, but also medical specialists and the speedboat crew. Most of them are volunteers, such as Oscar, a student about to graduate from law school. There are only three people employed by Sea-Watch, but some volunteers have been involved for a long time – like Lorenz, who takes care of our passengers. Staff or volunteer, everyone is assigned their shifts, in order to ensure we can care for people day and night. But with mounting uncertainty and their already precarious condition worsening, this is becoming increasingly difficult. So, two days ago, I declared a state of emergency and entered Italian waters without proper authorisation. The Guardia di Finanza stopped us, took the crew’s details and checked the ship’s documentation. They said a political solution to our situation would soon be found, and in the meantime we would just have to wait. And, having said that, they left again. Yesterday, in view of our plight, I asked once again to be allowed to dock in the port. And, again, we were stopped by vessels from the Italian authorities. »The solution is imminent,« they said. Then a chartered boat arrived with journalists and a few MPs on board. Lots of cameras. Lots of phone calls. And no solutions. Today we received a message from the Italian Public Prosecutor’s Office informing us that an investigation has been opened against me for promoting illegal immigration. Although it may sound strange, this is our first ray of hope in a long time. On our last mission in May, an investigation launched by the Public Prosecutor’s Office led to the vessel being seized. If such an order were given now, the Prosecutor’s Office would have to take responsibility for the people on board, and they would finally be able to disembark. That is exactly what we are waiting for today. I raise a hand to my forehead, shading my eyes and wiping away the sweat. Around us there are fishing boats coming and going, and a few yachts leaving the harbour. If we weren’t going through this terrible situation, we’d be taking a dip right now. But for now we have to stay on the ship, roasting in the heat. According to what I am told later, 17 boats have arrived in Lampedusa in recent days, carrying 300 people. That is, 300 refugees, mostly from Tunisia, who have managed against the odds to reach the Italian coast. The perilous vessels they travel in are called ghost boats. As the people on them are already in territorial waters, the Coast...