Temporarily Like Aeneas

[monkeyparts]

- And I ran, I ran so far away... Seagulls have been flocking menacingly over the campus since I got back. Small packs of two or three hover just above the tops of the trees, never landing. Gulls are bad juju animals

Comments

[morrigun]

well.... that was ridiculously depressing. I don't deny the truth of it... but it was incredibly depressing. You truly have a dynamic skill of writing about things that depress you as well as things that make you happy, and I envy you for that. Instead of writing; Goddammit, we fucked up the world and now we're going to pay and there's not a damned thing we can do about it... you write this. I'm impressed

[monkeyparts]

- Thanks. It is damn depressing, but at this point we've just got to face that terror head-on and plow through it to the other side. It's sort of like the first time you realize that eventually you're going to die, and that'll be the end of everything you've ever been familiar with. It's a terrifying thought, but there's no point in pretending it's not true, so you work with it and get on with your life, enjoying the happy bits and learning from the painful ones. Now we've got to make the same conceptual jump with regards to the basic assumptions we make about the way we live, and change accordingly. I don't think the future is necessarily going to be horribly bleak at all, provided we prepare ourselves for it. I guess this is my roundabout way of making an activist 'call for action' speech.

[original_broad]

i love this essay of yours. i feel this way so much of the time, i don't even think about it as unusual anymore....

[monkeyparts]

- Thanks. Long before it ever occurred to me that the standard-issue American Dream had any catastrophic flaws in it, a friend of mine (who was clued into the whole doom-and-dark-destruction-unless-we-shape-up-real-quick thing) flipped out at a classmate of his who was eating a bag of potato chips from the vending machine down the hall. It was epic, everyone was minding their own business and then Connor's screaming at this kid, going off about global commodity chains and deadly hydrocarbons and unsustainable agricultural practices. People from my high-school still talk about it, the Potato Chip Incident Where Connor Totally Flipped A Shit. Anyway, after the eyes of my eyes had opened to the state of this onion, some time last year or so, the Potato Chip Incident came up in a conversation with Connor. As he explained it, he looked at the bag of chips, and he could see its entire history and all the sad, horrible things it required to exist. Nowadays I finally understand.

[plesant_rose]

hey, it's naomi, from lit lecture. this entry really put into words a lot of what i've been thinking about lately. i think there is still hope and optimism though,we can't lose that.

[monkeyparts]

- Sure, we can't let despair drown us in inaction, but extremely uncomfortable (by modern materialist standards) and dangerous survival is about all we can reasonably hope for at this stage. Security of food, water, living space, cultural interconnectedness, and community autonomy are by no means guaranteed for the forseeable future. Still, some sort of life is better than extinction by a long shot; when one of your options is a horrible death, pretty much anything else looks awful good by comparison. That's about as optimistic as I'm going to get.

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