Chapter One
A Portable Climate
In the summer of 1306, bishops and barons and knights
from all around England left their country manors and villages
and journeyed to London. They came to participate in that still
novel democratic experiment known as Parliament, but once in
the city they were distracted from their work by an obnoxious
odor. These nobles were used to the usual stenches of medieval
towns-the animal dung, the unsewered waste, and the rotting
garbage lining the streets. What disgusted them about London
was something new in the air: the unfamiliar and acrid smell of
burning coal. Recently, blacksmiths and other artisans had
begun burning these sooty black rocks for fuel instead of wood,
filling the city streets with pungent smoke. The nobles soon led
popular demonstrations against the new fuel, and King Edward
I promptly banned its use. The ban was largely ignored, so new
laws were passed to punish first offenders with "great fines and
ransoms." Second offenders were to have their furnaces
smashed.
Had the coal ban held up in the centuries that followed,
human history would have been radically different. As it happened,
though, in the late 1500s the English faced an energy crisis
when their population rose and their forests dwindled. They
learned to tolerate what had been intolerable, becoming the first
western nation to mine and burn coal on a large scale. In so
doing, they filled London and other English cities with some of
the nastiest urban air the world had yet seen. They also went on
to spark a coal-fired industrial revolution that would transform
the planet. The industrial age emerged literally in a haze of coal
smoke, and in that smoke we can read much of the history of the
modern world. And because coal's impact is far from over, we
can also catch a disturbing glimpse of our future.
Coal is a commodity utterly lacking in glamour. It is dirty,
old-fashioned, domestic, and cheap. Coal suffers particularly
when compared to its more dazzling and worldly cousin, oil,
which conjures up dramatic images of risk takers, jet-setters, and
international conspiracies. Oil has always given us fabulously
wealthy celebrities to love or hate, from the Rockefellers to the
sheiks of the Middle East. "Striking oil" has become a metaphor
for sudden, fantastic wealth-riches derived not from hard work
but from incredible luck.
Coal does not make us think of the rich, but of the poor. It
evokes bleak images of soot-covered coal miners trudging from
the mines, supporting their desperately poor families in grim little
company towns. Long past the time when it was actually part
of our daily lives, coal is still considered mundane. Earlier generations'
familiarity with coal bred contempt for it; and though
the familiarity has faded, the contempt lingers. Even today, children
may have heard the warning that if they are bad, they will
find nothing but a lump of coal in their Christmas stockings.
They may never have seen coal, may not even know what it is,
but they know that a lump of it (indeed, a lump of anything) is
not something they want. Where oil is seen as a symbol of luck,
coal is seen as a symbol of disappointment.
It's easy, though, to imagine another culture-one with a
greater appreciation of the past, and particularly of the ancient
past-where coal's reputation would be quite different. In that
culture, the lowly lump of coal would be revered as the fossil that
it is. Before mammals appeared, before the dinosaurs evolved,
before the continents glided and crashed into their current positions,
that lump was alive. It was part of an enormous swampy
forest of bizarre trees and gigantic ferns-"monsters of the vegetable
world," as one nineteenth-century writer described
them-that are no longer found on earth except for some that
survive in greatly shrunken form. Most coal beds were part of the
first great wave of plant life to leave the oceans and colonize the
land, paving the way for animals to do the same and sheltering
them as they took important evolutionary steps. In other words,
coal is the highly concentrated vestige of extinct life forms that
once dominated the planet, life forms that were themselves a
critical link in the chain of environmental changes that made the
emergence of advanced life possible. If coal were not so plentiful,
one could imagine it lovingly displayed in museums, placed
next to the (generally much younger) dinosaur bones, rather
than being burned by the trainload.
Even more fascinating than what went into coal, though, is
what has come out of it: enough energy to change the world profoundly.
For billions of years, almost every life form on earth
depended for its existence on energy fresh from the sun, on the
"solar income" arriving daily from outer space or temporarily
stored in living things. Like living solar collectors handily dispersed
all over the planet, plants capture sunshine as it arrives
and convert it into chemical energy that animals can eat. And
plants don't just convert energy, they store it over time-holding
that energy within their cells until they decay, burn, or get eaten
(or, in rare but important cases, are buried deep within the
planet as a fossil fuel).
Animals eating plants take that stored energy into their bodies,
where they not only store it in concentrated form but disperse
it through space. A flock of geese, a pod of whales, a herd
of caribou-they are all, on some level, mobile battery-packs.
They gather solar energy that falls upon one patch of the planet
and deliver it to another as they migrate; in this way, they make
life possible for their predators even when, for example, the
snow is thick and there is not a green leaf in sight. Life on earth
is, in short, a vast and sophisticated system for capturing, converting,
storing, and moving solar energy, the evolutionary success
of each species depending in significant part on how well it
taps into that system.
In the animal kingdom, one of the species that can most efficiently
turn the calories of its food into useful mechanical energy
is our own; humans need about half the calories that, say, a horse
needs to exert the same physical energy. Our metabolisms are
astonishingly energy-efficient, and that undoubtedly gave us an
evolutionary advantage over other species. Perhaps this advantage
helped give us the big brains we needed to figure out yet
another way to tap into the stream of solar income captured by
plants: fire.
By burning plants-especially plants we couldn't eat, like
trees-humanity leapt beyond the physical limits imposed by its
own gastric and metabolic systems and released far more solar
energy than ever before. It was, of course, a momentous step.
Fire is one of the distinguishing features of our species. Only
people use fire, if by "people" we include the primates that
would eventually evolve into people, because we began controlling
fire perhaps some half-million years ago, long before Homo
sapiens emerged. This new means of controlling energy reduced
our vulnerability to the forces of nature, particularly during the
long ice ages that repeatedly gripped the earth, and helped make
us fully human.
Eventually, people stopped wandering across the land hunting
and gathering food and began to grow it instead, a milestone
archaeologists generally consider the beginning of civilization.
Fire-and the unusually stable climate that has prevailed over
the last 10,000 years-made this settled agricultural life possible.
Fire let people clear land for crops (using much the same slash- and-burn
methods threatening our rainforests today) and made
digestible the cereals they planted. In these more permanent settlements,
people eventually learned basic manufacturing skills,
like firing pottery, baking bricks, and smelting metals-ways to
make products that would last for societies that would last, at
least as long as they had fuel.
Many of these early artisans turned to a fuel that would be
an important bridge between wood and coal, and is akin to both
of them: charcoal. Charcoal is wood that has already been partially
burned. For thousands of years, charcoal was made by
heaping wood into large piles, or partially burying it, and then
burning it in a slow, oxygen-poor smolder that left behind almost
pure carbon. The resulting charcoal burned hotter and cleaner
than wood, but the process of making it wasted much of the
wood's original fuel content, putting an even greater strain on
the forests.
As civilizations and nations grew, trees disappeared,
depleted by competing demands for fuel, timber, and land for
crops. All these needs drew down the same stores of plant-captured
solar energy, and those stores invariably ran short. The
size of our fires and our meals, our cities and our economies, and
ultimately our populations, were all restricted by the limited
ability of the plants within our reach to turn the sun's light into
a form of energy we could use.
In this world of tight energy constraints, coal offered select
societies the power of millions of years of solar income that had
been stored away in a solar savings account of unimaginable
size. Coal would give them the power to change fundamental
aspects of their relationship with nature, including their relationship
with the sun, but it would offer that power at a price.
I haven't always viewed coal with such fascination. In
fact, until recently, I seldom thought about coal at all. Like most
people in developed countries, I had no obvious reason to do so.
I wasn't mining it or buying it or burning it, and I hardly ever
saw it used. As an environmental attorney for the state of Minnesota,
I helped regulate some of the state's coal-burning industries,
so I was familiar with the many pollutants coal burning
puts into the air. Still, I only vaguely understood coal's sweeping
impact on the global environment and on society. What really
compelled me to look closely at coal was a case that focused my
attention on one of the most profound environmental issues of
our time: global warming.
Minnesota is a cold state; our winter temperatures are often
the most frigid in the United States, outside Alaska. Lows of
minus 50 degrees Fahrenheit are not unheard of in some northern
counties. At this temperature, a bucket of water thrown into
the air freezes before it hits the ground, bananas get so hard that
you can pound nails with them (yes, this has been demonstrated),
and exposed skin can freeze in mere seconds. This is
not a place where the threat of a few degrees of global warming
alarms the average shivering citizen, and, because Minnesota is
about as far from an ocean as you can be in North America, forecasts
of rising sea levels cause even less concern. Even though we
didn't necessarily think of ourselves as living on the front lines of
global warming (a naive assumption, as it turned out), Minnesota
wanted to have some idea of the larger environmental
consequences of its energy decisions. So, a few years ago, the
state began a legal proceeding that tried to quantify the impact
of its electricity use on global warming. Most of Minnesota's
electricity, like that of the U.S. as a whole, comes from coal, so
this meant trying to figure out what effect the emissions from our
coal-burning power plants would have on the earth's climate.
When the proceeding began, few realized what an exquisitely
sensitive nerve it would touch. Representatives of the
nation's coal industry, including its most colorful and politically
extreme wing, intervened in our hearing, helping to make the
contentious administrative trial that followed one of the longest
in state history. They brought in a phalanx of scientists who testified
that Minnesota should ignore what the vast majority of
their colleagues around the world were saying about climate
change and argued instead that the climate was not changing
except in small ways we were all going to enjoy. Minnesota temporarily
found itself on the front lines of the larger national battle
over climate change.
The industry's aggressive response was fueled by its recognition
that climate change threatens its very existence. Climate
change is mainly caused by burning fossil fuels-namely, coal,
oil, and natural gas-and of these fuels, coal creates the most
greenhouse gases for the energy obtained. Today, the United
States burns more coal than it ever has, almost all of it to make
electricity.
Although Minnesota's decisionmakers flatly rejected the
industry's notion that climate change would be limited to climate
improvements, adopting instead the widely held consensus
that climate change is a grave threat, we don't yet know
whether the proceeding will have any effect on state energy policy.
The effect of the case on me personally, however, was dramatic.
I was left not only deeply concerned about the changing
climate but thoroughly intrigued by the lump of carbon at the
center of the storm, this often-overlooked fuel that reveals so
much about us and the world we've built. The more I dug, the
more I could see that a deep, rich vein of coal runs through
human history and underlies many of the hardest decisions our
world now faces. Following that vein in the intervening years
has taken me far afield-from paleobotany to labor issues, from
ancient history to modern geopolitics, and from the massive
state-of-the-art power plant a few miles from my home to a
primitive little coal mine in Inner Mongolia. This book is the
result of that journey.
I'm by no means the first person moved to write about the
enormous impact of this combustible rock. In the late nineteenth
and early twentieth centuries, all kinds of people-engineers,
plant scientists, businessmen, and theologians-were
inspired to write books and articles for the general public in
which they waxed poetic about the glories of coal. Even transcendentalist
philosophers had something to say on the subject.
In the mid-1800s, Ralph Waldo Emerson wrote this about
coal:
Every basket is power and civilization. For coal is a portable
climate. It carries the heat of the tropics to Labrador and the
polar circle; and it is the means of transporting itself whithersoever
it is wanted. Watt and Stephenson whispered in the
ear of mankind their secret, that a half-ounce of coal will draw
two tons a mile, and coal carries coal, by rail and by boat, to
make Canada as warm as Calcutta; and with its comfort
brings its industrial power.
This quote stands out not just for Emerson's eerily apt
choice of metaphor, but because it captures the world-changing
essence of coal. It also reveals the nineteenth century's appreciation
of how coal was letting humanity transform nature's cold,
cruel world into one more comfortable, more civilized.
Coal was no mere fuel, and no mere article of commerce. It
represented humanity's triumph over nature-the foundation of
civilization itself.
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by BARBARA FREESE
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