It’s a morass. A myriad of perpetual trouble subjects rotate on the media wheel of attention distraction. A morass, sticky and deep, without coherency or reason associated with anything. As soon as legitimate focus begins to override the fraud of subjects like 911, or human trafficking, or bio-weaponry, or any details about the multi-phase malevolence down pressing almost everything on Earth, the subject shifts to the next shock distraction. Who knows, for instance, how long reports of carbon fuel over consumption have been trumpeting? Putting aside the which side is which discussion for now, let’s just say that you don’t have to be a rocket scientist to know that you don’t light fires in a terrarium. How could all this discussion have been anything more than a counter productive waste of time if consumption is peaking right now? Which it most apparently is. The pro generating factions of this discourse can always have their doggon say, but is it really required to listen? The context alone is nothing more than hyperbole madness.
Hyperbole reporting madness in the context of climate control sounds like this bizarre pair of suggestions that the ecology is spared by both collecting solar energy AND dimming the sun. Interference with the exact solar source that is being popularly sold as the solution makes about as much sense as getting some trans-abled elective foot amputation right before a running race. Then getting a foot prosthetic to kick the ass of people that suggest the operation may have been premature. It’s this kind of madness that escapes scrutiny as continuing assaults of bizarre obviousness are jammed down are throats. “Everyone has the right join the running race!!” and “He felt alien in his own body.” are the kind of in your face statements of the obvious without a coherent link of purpose.
None of this would really matter much in a fairy tale, but the stakes are higher. Remarkably insipid regurgitation of virtue signaling, me first attitudes and finger pointing is interference. Who can’t find some self identifying feature of themselves that sets them apart from others? Combine that with the habit of making comparisons, picking out the features of others that make them different too, and the harmony of existence becomes static. In the static field there is a groping for purpose, meaning, and reason. Any resonance of climaxing thoughts, dreams, and expressions is damped down to an amalgam of inconsistencies that makes cosmetic surgery seem attractive, peace by superior force make sense, borrow your way out of debt viable, and AI smart. The pace, place, and path of cultural devolution is a function of scheming power groups that thrive on discordant waste. If one, or any, want for anything but waste, the suspicion of critical thought will be well to make its way through the cracks in the 21st century fraud firewall, and begin flooding the landscape with the songs of heart feeling, heritage, passion, and real.