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In the picturesque northern province of Chiang Mai, the air was abuzz not only with the gentle flits of its famed lanterns but with a profound sense of urgency. At the heart of this was Prime Minister Srettha Thavisin, a figure who stood with a resolve as unyielding as the ancient walls encircling the old city. With his cabinet in tow, he graced the city with a mission: to wage war against the invisible adversary that is haze and smog pollution. The air might have been murky, but the objective was crystal clear – to safeguard the gem of the north’s bustling tourism industry from the clutches of these stealthy pollutants.
Gathered with figures of authority and acumen, the Prime Minister unfurled his policy like a map to treasured health – pinpointing the sources of PM2.5 and plotting their demise with strategic precision. From the noxious fumes belched out by vehicles to the ancestral methods of slash-and-burn agriculture, no stone was left unturned, no smoke left to rise.
“We are not just scratching the surface; we are delving deep,” Prime Minister Srettha commented, his eyes reflecting the gravity of the situation. “Eliminating the issue entirely is a Herculean task, but to lessen it is within our grasp. Let’s embrace reality and act on it.”
The battle plan was both futuristic and grounded. The Premier talked of a world where the hum of electric vehicles replaced the roar of engines and where renewable energy flowed like the mighty rivers of the north. Yet, he also spoke with the wisdom of the earth – suggesting economic incentives that might inspire farmers to turn away from the destructive embrace of slash-and-burn practices. He envisioned prices that account for the true cost of clean air, where farm waste becomes not a burden but an opportunity.
But even as he spoke of domestic transformations, his gaze aimed beyond the borders. His voice turned to the kinship with neighboring Laos and Myanmar, seeking their hands in a camaraderie against the smoke that acknowledges no sovereign lines.
The losses loom large on the horizon. Kasikorn Research Centre’s grim forecast of a 700 million baht loss from the haze stood as a dire warning of the stakes at hand. And within the polished confines of Chiang Mai’s hotels and the neat rows of airline desks, the effects were already palpable. Rooms stood empty, where laughter and the clinking of glasses should have been. Flights that should have been teeming with eager faces were subdued, as a haze-laden pallor dimmed the luster of this tourist haven.
Yet, amidst the foreboding figures and tales of woe, there lies an ember of resilience, fan by the whispers of those like La-iad Bungsithong of Ratilanna Riverside Spa Resort and the earnest Nanthaporn Komolsitthivej of Thai Lion Air. These are the voices urging the comeback, the hands tending the flames of rejuvenation for a city they call home.
In the encroaching dusk, an adviser by the name of Bannarot Buakhli raised the baton of conservation, pointing towards Om Koi wildlife sanctuary – not in defeat, but in a rallying cry for inclusion, protection, and rebirth.
As the soft hues of twilight kissed the mountainscape of Chiang Mai, the message from Prime Minister Srettha Thavisin was undeniably clear – the time for change wasn’t on the horizon; it was now.
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