What I didn't post to Facebook today:
I am an optimistic happy person by nature, but I am at a complete loss as to why everyone isn't just PISSED like I am most of the time about what's happening in the world. Serious question: how do you get through the day without getting overwhelmingly sad or pissed off?
I am still overall happy despite these moments, and yet I am so frustrated that more people don't seem to give a shit. All I see on Facebook is happy happy happy happy. Which is great. I'm really glad you're all so happy. But we are all going to our graves being happy and ignoring the craziness that is creeping up on us. I post things like this - negative things - and no one says anything (most of the time). I post random happy stuff and get lots of likes and comments. I get that it's easier to just be in denial. But don't other people see that humanity is OVER soon? Not just in bad straights, but OVER? Someone will respond, oh yeah, people from every generation think that humanity is over. WW1. WW2. The Cold War. etc. etc. Yes, I get that. But since those events that signified the end of the world to so many, we have exponential population/virus growth, and peak resources, and polluted water, and an unprecedented ability to wreck havoc on the planet. And more war. And someone else will post an article that says that people are better off than ever before. Well, people with a certain level of affluence. True, but all those billions of people who have it better than ever are using resources at a rate that takes up 4.5 planets if everyone did it. And what about the billions who don't have it this good? And how long will the "good" last for those of us who have it? Not that long... before we run out. Of everything that makes life worth living (clean air, clean water, good soil). And then I have friends who have babies. Like they actually believe there will be a world for their babies to grow up in to. I love their babies and they make me smile, and then I go home and wonder what life will be like for those gorgeous young things in 20 years, and get a bit sad for a while. If there's any life left at all... which I'm seriously starting to doubt. But okay, I'll post this for about 5 minutes and take it down because no one wants to be dragged down by that crazy woman who is okay with staring reality in the face and occasionally posting to Facebook about it. Maybe all of you are just more enlightened than I am; maybe you've all accepted that the end is coming sooner than later and you're just living it up the best you can with the time you have left, and I should get on that train and quit complaining. Good point. In that case, I'd like a list of exit strategies from you please, because I really don't want to be around when the shit hits the fan.