It is now known when
the worse time to be alive was. And it’s not when sitting on the car park mistakenly
called the M8 motorway on a Friday night at 5.15, in a national rail strike, in the sleet,
after a curry the night before, with
only the greatest hit ( singular) of Boyzone CD to listen to and the car heater circulating the air somehow,
in some way, reminding you that the
puppy was sick when taking it to the vet last week, and that you forgot to
clean it up.
Although I was driving back
from Hawick, way down in the bottom bit of Scotland, after a national
book week event at midnight last night,
on a very twisty high road, through thick fog with a serious lack of chocolate.
It wasn’t then either. Nope.
The worst time to be
alive on the planet earth was 536
AD. Probably about two thirty on a
Thursday afternoon. As Douglas Adams would say, it’s close to that long dark
tea time of the soul, but you still have a few spreadsheets to do before the
weekend.
Some of these scientific reasearchy types have been looking into it.
We know about the plague, the black death, the Spanish flu
and many other incidents when pandemics have obliterated mankind ( personkind?), the totals
of lives lost being well over a hundred million.
But these researchers
are now looking back at the year 536 AD and discovering that many more lives
were lost in that year, and it was all the fault of those Icelandic volcanoes
again.
Yes, I have been booked to go to Iceland Noir three times
now and three times something has turned up that has prevented me from going so
this entire blog is just a jealous venge.
It seems that in 536 AD, the entire planet was plunged into
total darkness as a huge ash cloud blocked the sun.
It lasted for 18 months. ( Can only conclude it was less
windy then.)
Without solar heat, the
temperatures dropped, crops failed,
populations and domestic stock starved to death.
People who know about these things reckon that the summer
temperature that year went as low as 1.5
c. (34.7 f) The ten years that followed
would be the coldest for the previous 2,300. I have no idea how they know that...
"It was the beginning of one of the worst periods to be
alive, if not the worst year," Michael McCormick, historian and
archaeologist, told Science Magazine. He is the chair of Harvard University, initiative
for the science of the human past. With his colleague glacier expert Paul Mayewsi, they have been performing precise tests on the
ice from a Swiss glacier and have been
slowly revealing its secrets . It had
been known that there was an ‘incident’ in the years 500 plus AD and that incident
had probably involved a cloud of
something going over the sun and they could calculate the subsequent devastating effects on life.
In the 1990s, studies had revealed that the annual growth
rings in trees showed a pattern that appeared to suggest the summers of the mid
550s were more chilly than they should have been and further evidence from the glacier points to three volcanic eruptions around
that time..
Now they have unlocked the mystery.
The year then got worse when the bubonic plague infected those at the Roman port of Pelusium, in Egypt around 536 AD
that infection wiped out nearly fifty percent of the population.
The researchers found that there were no lead deposits in
the ice until 640 AD, which suggests that industry and Europe was at
standstill until that time, the lead being taken as evidence that some
kind of industrialisation was once again
growing.
So that’s cheery. In
the presence of Brexit, the Orange one,
dreich weather and fog on the Ochils, at least it’s not 535AD, at midnight, about to wish each other a happy new year.
Caro Ramsay
I take strange comfort in knowing that, no matter how bad things may seem, I will never live in the worst possible time to be alive. :)
ReplyDeleteSusan, Susan. You're tempting the Gods! The Harvard fella was studying the science of the human PAST. Remember Iceland is still there!
DeleteI think it's good to recall how lucky we are. Even if it's only that we didn't get run over by a bus today!
ReplyDeleteBut, Michael, it’s still today, and there are drivers out there “with a serious lack of chocolate.”
ReplyDeleteI'm just happy to be alive, relatively healthy, and to have never heard Boyzone. Take pleasure in the small things. (Or are those the big things?)
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