I was riveted by a story in the New Yorker about China’s huge shift towards renewable energy. I’ve been reading Thomas Friedman’s pieces in the New York Times about it for a while, but it’s easy to dismiss an opinion columnist as hyping something, even when you kind of agree with him.

A first-person account of the massive investment that China is making, though, made much more of an impact on me. Called the 863 Program (it was conceived in March of 1986), the Chinese initiative hasn’t been perfect, but it’s been dedicated, where in North America, the political will has come and gone, started and stopped:

In 2001, Chinese officials abruptly expanded one program in particular: energy technology. The reasons were clear. Once the largest oil exporter in East Asia, China was now adding more than two thousand cars a day and importing millions of barrels; its energy security hinged on a flotilla of tankers stretched across distant seas. Meanwhile, China was getting nearly eighty per cent of its electricity from coal, which was rendering the air in much of the country unbreathable and hastening climate changes that could undermine China’s future stability. Rising sea levels were on pace to create more refugees in China than in any other country, even Bangladesh.

In 2006, Chinese leaders redoubled their commitment to new energy technology; they boosted funding for research and set targets for installing wind turbines, solar panels, hydroelectric dams, and other renewable sources of energy that were higher than goals in the United States. China doubled its wind-power capacity that year, then doubled it again the next year, and the year after. The country had virtually no solar industry in 2003; five years later, it was manufacturing more solar cells than any other country, winning customers from foreign companies that had invented the technology in the first place.

Read the full piece here.

 

It’s an iconic image — but it was captured by at least four photographers and it looks like two videographers, too. They all show slightly different moment, slightly different angles, but the same powerful concept: a single man, with shopping bags in his hands, seemingly spontaneous as he steps alone in front of a column of tanks.

As the world (except for, you know China) gears up for the 20th anniversary of the Tiananmen Square protests/massacres (circle your preferred world), I was struck by this in-depth post by the New York Times’ “Lens” blog. They caught up with four photographers who each captured the moment a tad bit differently.

First, they briefly analyze each picture, and then they let the photographer tell the story of how they captured it.

I was engrossed when I read it. But I was truly mesmerized by this video clip on YouTube (blocked in China, no doubt):

I’m not sure if I would have seen any of this on TV 20 years ago. I’m not sure if I ever knew that he climbed on the tank, or that he used such emphatic gestures, waving the tank off. It’s powerful to watch, even today.

Sad to think that we don’t really know who this man was, or what happened to him. I’d like to think he’s enjoying a quiet drink at home, frankly, musing on his fame/anti-fame.

There’s great links from the blog post at the Times, and a really great writeup. It’s a must-read.

Also, you can watch a PBS documentary on the Tank Man (and the Tiananmen legacy) for free online. It works from Canada, by the way, which is odd for US-based video streaming.