From a cloaked Tokyo commuter in a humble to the plastic corpuscles killing our oceans, the former UN secretary-general hails the photographers shortlisted for tonights space-themed Prix Pictet prize
We are running out of room. Fly over Africa at night and you will see mile after mile of fires igniting ruby-red in the dark as scrubbing is removed to make way for human being. Satellite personas of nocturnal Europe or America establish vast domains ignite up like an enormous fairground. From Shanghai to Sydney, from Moscow to Mexico City, the skylines of our major metropolis are no longer specified and familiar. Where we cannot build into the sky, we create vast chequerboards of smogbound, low-rise residences that pull from one horizon to the other.
Our metropolis expand in every direction as we push to house a population that is growing at the rate of 200,000 every day. That includes up to a headcount the size of Germany each year. To feed this growing multitude involves ever more territory to farm: per year, more than 150,000 square kilometres of natural forest are lost to agricultural or urban development.
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