Blanket of the dark
It is difficult in these days to find, in developed countries at least, an oasis of darkness,
an atmosphere such as Coleridge found in the valley of Chamonix in 1809: "O struggling with the
darkness all the night / and visited all night by troops of stars." Indeed, there are now few
places in our islands where we can experience what Lady Macbeth referred to as "the blanket of
the dark", unless we wander far from the city and the major roads. This is a great loss.
I can remember living in a remote village whence you could see, it is true, a distant glow
in the clouds reflecting a centre of population, but could walk for miles marvelling at the Plough,
Orion, Cassiopeia, the Milky Way and other illuminations. It was always a great joy to walk through
the darkened fields on Christmas Eve to a church service, in the company of a spouse and a host
of stars, which were guaranteed to induce a marvellous sense of peace.
To our distant ancestors the rising and setting of prominent stars marked the time of year
when crops might best be sown or reaped, or when floods or droughts should be feared. Such connections
probably date back to prehistoric times. In ancient Babylon there was a tradition of astronomical
observations certainly dating to before the 8th century BC. The phases of the moon were carefully
noted as a guide to coming weather changes. In their turn the ancient Greeks developed a veritable
science of celestial phenomena. At the same time the pseudoscience of astrology, which interpreted
celestial signs as portents of personal or social upsets, made much headway. The cult of the
Roman goddess of the moon, Luna, is supposed to have arisen among the Sabines, the forerunners
of the Romans, and the strange notion that lunar phases influenced human behaviour emerged and
has persisted into our own times.
But today we flood our lands with such abundance of light, useful or otherwise, that the precious
blanket of the dark eludes most of us. Moreover, the Council for the Protection of Rural England
expresses fears that not only we, but much of our valued wildlife, may suffer from the continual
glare of supermarket all-night parking areas and laser displays from entertainment areas that
pollute our nights. For whether we detest it or ignore it our lighting habits amount to pollution,
and afford one more sad example of the vast arrogance of the human race in assuming that we can
do as we wish, regardless of what repercussions our conduct may have on the rest of the universe
on which, in the last resort, we must all depend for our sanity and wellbeing.
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