Posted 3 years ago on Sept. 7, 2012, 8:28 a.m. EST by Underdog
from Clermont, FL
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Yesterday, not long after reading an article on global warming, my wife came home from work and, as I usually do, I stepped outside to greet her. After the usual exchange of pleasantries, I mentioned that I just read a deeply disturbing article about global warming and suggested that she find the time to read it too. She must have been in a very bad mood from a hard day at work, because she said, "I don't want to know about anything that I can't do anything about. My life is depressing enough as it is. You shouldn't be reading stuff like that. You can't do anything about it, so why get yourself and me upset? You shouldn't be on that Occupy Wall Street site at all. You're just wasting your time. You have enough to do in the real world here at home, but you spend all your time on OWS."
I didn't say a word, shook my head, and went back into the house, while she began to take a water hose and started watering some plants. As I stood looking out the window at her, I had a vision...an epiphany.
Flash...millions and millions of people spending their precious and irretrievable time performing mundane and utterly useless tasks. Manicuring lawns, watering plants, trimming shrubs, perpetuating artificiality as if Nature cared somehow to have the equivalent of clean finger nails.
Flash...millions/billions of people with exactly the same attitude as my wife. Heads buried in the sand like ostriches. Knowledge too painful to face, so it is repressed instead of being used as a catalyst for addressing the truly-beyond-important frightening issues of our time.
Flash...gigantic mega-wealthy oil corporations and individuals who are fully aware that global warming is real and dangerous to the planet who, merely for the sake of the profit motive, completely ignore and are, in fact, fully committed to transforming Earth into another planet Venus regardless of the knowledge they possess. Their knowledge of the accelerated effects now being observed, that "planet Heat" is upon us NOW, not decades away, has no impact. They are robots; boardroom psychopaths who only understand dollar signs and investor demands. Planetary destruction means nothing and takes a backseat to profit. Read the article.
Flash...the DEEP, DEEP realization sinks in -- it is too late. There is nothing that can stop it now. Global climatologists have been screaming and waving their arms for two decades. They are ignored. Millions are asleep as they have always been; as they continue to be. Greed continues to run amok and takes priority over planetary survival. Food shortages multiply as drought begins to increase globally. Wars break out regionally at first, then globally, over fresh water. Civilization begins to break down. Governments deploy troops worldwide to contain civil unrest, property destruction, and looting of fresh water stores. Meanwhile, the greedy wealthy secure themselves in luxurious bunkers well fortified and supplied with all that is needed to long endure the ordeal. But even their supplies run out eventually.
I am not a man capable of crying. A tear did not run down my cheek, but inside I was thunderstruck. I sat down and began to contemplate. I realized that we are a ridiculous aberration; an evolutionary mistake; a planetary cancer. The 1% transform, the 99% go along for the ride they bring into existence. It is not a gentle ride. It is the worlds worst roller-coaster of violence and destruction. And we millions ride it without protest; without refusing to get off; without getting off and taking axes and chopping it into toothpicks. The 1% love their creations because they can only see dollar signs in their eyes. They see nothing else; care for nothing else; live for nothing else. We are cattle to them; the means to acquisition.
My wife came inside from her watering and broke my contemplation with her usual requests. Take out the garbage. Load the dishwasher. Sweep the floor. I complied.
Tasks meaningless and mundane fill our lives. Then we die.
Life is "... a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing." (to quote Shakespeare).