How can eco-tourism work in a capitalist society where more tourists = more money?

Just thinking if the aim of tourism is to make money then surely all "alternative" forms of tourism whether its "eco" "cultural" or whatever are still just money making ventures that will aim to make profits and therefore grow irrespective of well meaning regulations. This will just push the eco-tourist to constantly new destinations as the prev one becomes spoilt leaving a wake of disaster. At least with big beach resorts eg Benidorm, Malaga, the infrastructure is already there and the tourist can be kept contained?

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  • 1 decade ago
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    Eco-tourisim only works in communist or socialist countries. In capitalist countries, you have to pay for your trip and they treat you like just another tourist. And, what's the point of going abroad if you're just another tourist carted around in buses surrounded by sweaty mindless oafs from Kettering and Coventry in their cloth caps and their cardigans and their transistor radios and their Sunday Mirrors, complaining about the tea - "Oh they don't make it properly here, do they, not like at home" - and stopping at Majorcan bodegas selling fish and chips and Watney's Red Barrel and calamares and two veg and sitting in their cotton frocks squirting Timothy White's suncream all over their puffy raw swollen purulent flesh 'cos they "overdid it on the first day." And being herded into endless Hotel Miramars and Bellvueses and Continentales with their modern international luxury roomettes and draught Red Barrel and swimming pools full of fat German businessmen pretending they're acrobats forming pyramids and frightening the children and barging into queues and if you're not at your table spot on seven you miss the bowl of Campbell's Cream of Mushroom soup, the first item on the menu of International Cuisine, and every Thursday night the hotel has a bloody cabaret in the bar, featuring a tiny emaciated dago with nine-inch hips and some bloated fat tart with her hair brylcreemed down and a big a-rse presenting Flamenco for Foreigners. And then some adenoidal typists from Birmingham with flabby white legs and diarrhoea trying to pick up hairy bandy-legged w-o-p waiters called Manuel and once a week there's an excursion to the local Roman Remains to buy cherryade and melted ice cream and bleeding Watney's Red Barrel and one evening you visit the so called typical restaurant with local colour and atmosphere and you sit next to a party from Rhyl who keep singing "Torremolinos, torremolinos" and complaining about the food - "It's so greasy isn't it?" - and you get cornered by some drunken greengrocer from Luton with an Instamatic camera and Dr. Scholl sandals and last Tuesday's Daily Express and he drones on and on about how Mr. Smith should be running this country and how many languages Enoch Pow ell can speak and then he throws up over the Cuba Libres. And sending tinted postcards of places they don't realise they haven't even visited to "All at number 22, weather wonderful, our room is marked with an 'X'. Food very greasy but we've found a charming little local place hidden away in the back streets where they serve Watney's Red Barrel and cheese and onion....... crisps and the accordionist plays 'Maybe it's because I'm a Londoner'." And spending four days on the tarmac at Luton airport on a five-day package tour with nothing to eat but dried BEA-type sandwiches and you can't even get a drink of Watney's Red Barrel because you're still in England and the bloody bar closes every time you're thirsty and there's nowhere to sleep and the kids are crying and vomiting and breaking the plastic ash-trays and they keep telling you it'll only be another hour although your plane is still in Iceland and has to take some Swedes to Yugoslavia before it can load you up at 3 a.m. in the bloody morning and you sit on the tarmac till six because of "unforeseen difficulties", i.e. the permanent strike of Air Traffic Control in Paris - and nobody can go to the lavatory until you take off at 8, and when you get to Malaga airport everybody's swallowing "enterovioform" and queuing for the toilets and queuing for the armed customs officers, and queuing for the bloody bus that isn't there to take you to the hotel that hasn't yet been finished. And when you finally get to the half-built Algerian ruin called the Hotel del Sol by paying half your holiday money to a licensed bandit in a taxi you find there's no water in the pool, there's no water in the taps, there's no water in the bog and there's only a bleeding lizard in the bidet. And half the rooms are double booked and you can't sleep anyway because of the permanent twenty-four-hour drilling of the foundations of the hotel next door - and you're plagues by appalling apprentice chemists from Ealing pretending to be hippies, and middle-class stockbrokers' wives busily buying identical holiday villas in suburban development plots just like Esher, in case the Labour government gets in again, and fat American matrons with sloppy-buttocks and Hawaiian-patterned ski pants looking for any mulatto male who can keep it up long enough when they finally let it all flop out. And the Spanish Tourist Board promises you that the raging cholera epidemic is merely a case of mild Spanish tummy, like the previous outbreak of Spanish tummy in 1660 which killed half London and decimated Europe - and meanwhile the bloody Guardia are busy arresting sixteen-year-olds for kissing in the streets and shooting anyone under nineteen who doesn't like Franco.

  • 1 decade ago

    Hmmm. Well, the entire point of eco-tourism is to put the environment ahead of profits (or to find a more equitable balance than is usual). Whether this happens in reality is another question altogether, but the idea is that even if more tourists equals more money, you limit the number of tourists to a point that it doesn't harm the environment of that area. You could do so either by making it so expensive that not many can afford it (e.g., tourism in Bhutan) or by putting a cap on the number of tourists that can visit the destination (e.g., Costa Rica).

  • 1 decade ago

    Well, I think we could reach a middle ground to develop eco-tourism as well as making money. As is known to all, nowadays people are spending large amounts of money to build up ecological or cultural heritage tourist attractions, and the aim of this is to make money from tourists, so you might say everything that we do is to make money in this capitalist society. HOwever, imagin this, if we never plant trees, flowers, never build up gardens, lakes, and never try to make money through this eco tourism way, will the environment get better? The answer might be not, the environment might be contaminated even worse. People can pollute the environment to make money, people can also protect the environment to make money, then why not choose the second way?

  • 1 decade ago

    You need better capitalists to make it work right. If you provide the proper experience, you can make more money by becoming more exclusive - 5 tourists a week at $10,000 a head instead of 500 at $100/wk. When the demand goes up, you up your prices even more. Works well for every luxury market.

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