Tuesday, January 14, 2020

There Is No Glass

   My glass isn't half full.  There is no glass.  I have a positive outlook...it's really just as simple as that. It doesn't mean I'm unaware of the tragedies blossoming on the planet, far from it.  I'm acutely aware of the many calamities plaguing Earth today, just as I'm mindful that an undue proportion of them are brought upon us, quite unnecessarily, by humankind.  

   The plastics accumulating in our oceans have reached critical mass. Polar bears in search of food are stranded on garbage piles as they're forced south due to climate transformation. Of course, anyone with the ability to perceive at least a portion of the overall complexity going on in the world today can tell that humankind plays a key role in having exacerbated (rather than helped to control) climate adjustment. It's really a no-brainer, which leads me to necessarily being forced to wonder why so many today seem to shrug it off, or even vehemently argue against its existence.  

    It doesn't take a pathological genius to put "two and two" together. We've got all kinds living here in our biosphere trying to survive every type of weather, be it emotional, psychological, familial or continental. It's not even accidental that half the human race looks the other way while the other half steps into the eye of the storm to face it. Face what,  you ask? Face the facts that are breathing us in and spitting us back out just as surely as we take them in or fail to do so. 

   What I find most telling about all of this is the utter simplicity of there being no need to argue over whether anything in the world is man-made or not.  It's entirely beside the point at hand. For example (and for the explicit benefit of the doubt) let's just say that climate change has nothing to do with human causes. Let's imagine that some climate variation isn't brought on by the billions of human beings and our countless generations of industrious pollution and continuous releasing of carbon dioxide influencing green gas emissions, etc. The cold hard and patently obvious fact remains nonetheless.  

   Even the climate revision deniers would be the first to stand up and proudly admit mankind has wrested with the elements to produce lumber and housing and automobiles and every other imaginable product that eases us into the comforts of modern living.  So they cannot possibly have a problem with admitting that we too possess the wherewithal and general ingenuity to help protect ourselves and those in need from the ravages of an uncontrolled climate bent on spreading natural disasters anywhere in its path.  For them to deny we have anything to do with causing climate variety is quite disingenuous, and amounts to evading the most pressing issue at hand. It's either tantamount to admitting that humankind has stood helpless facing his environment since the beginning of time, which is obviously an absurd assertion, or it conceals an inability or lack of desire to do the right thing and step up to the cause of helping ourselves, our families, our neighbors, and all our fellow citizen of Earth in the line of fire coming directly from rampaging weather and environmental disasters.  

   I find the very idea that these "gung-ho" types would backpedal away from such a challenge as that rather curious. Are they that terrified of the prospect? Or is it that they just don't care about other people? Or could it be they are total idiots or maybe just lacking in basic intelligence? What are they thinking?  Their baseless assertion, a monotonal mantra as mindlessly repeated as the chewing of a cow's cud, really comes as a surprise from people who will in the same breath proclaim their own superiority as a species. These climate modulation deniers act as if we can't control the growth rates of forests, or set up dams to contain floods, or do anything that humans have proven themselves capable of doing since time immemorial.  As if we haven't been lumberjacks sawing down old growth forests into timber with our bare hands for hundreds of years. As if we're helpless mites brainlessly afloat on a turbulent sea of an unmanageable environment. 

   These people who stick their necks out to argue climate modification isn't man made are not only missing the point, they're revealing their true colors.  They're all too happy to chalk it up on their school blackboards and give credit to all of our species' various achievements, from inventing airplanes and satellites and drones to massive engineering spectacles like the Hoover dam, not to mention paved highways and all they entail and railroads full steam ahead and on across the range of technological accomplishments from mass-producing incredible loads of factory assembled plastics and toxic waste of every type all the way through modern weapons production to the latest computer controlled iterations of the nuclear bomb.  Most, if not all of these triumphs and dubious accomplishments made possible by man's technical ingenuity come with their down-side of course, notably the mass pollution and wholesale destruction of viable sections of our environment which, in case these stalwart supporters of "derring-do" have forgotten or perhaps never realized in the first place, is an ecosystem upon which not just all of them rely on to survive, but their very own parents and grandmothers and children rely on to survive, as well. As if this needs to be "spelled out" for them.  They are the worst sort of hypocrites on Earth. The narrow-minded, two-faced parsimonious sort. 

   My oh my, just what would we ever do without these sideline spectators rooting for their team? I don't know about you, but as for myself, I'd be inordinately less amused and appalled online; "amuled," I'll call it. A sickening, lurching sensation felt in the pit of one's stomach when confronted by the kneejerk reaction of a self-serving pathological narcissist waving their dime-store petulant flags on social utility message boards and sites; a sensation much like the swift kick of a mule (or ass) who can't control their outrageous reflexes. You know the type--or maybe you are one of these braying human donkeys reading this (and you know it all too well buried deep inside that impregnable skull of yours). Whatever the case may be, we've got your kind tagged, you incredible windbag filled with so much hot air. But I digress. I really should compose myself  here.  

   If you're just another Flat Earth lurker reading this, it doesn't even matter anymore whether you reply in self-defense or just go on slinking by like the weak troll you are. Don't you have more important things to do than waste our time trying to communicate your so-called "ideas" online? Go back to your house and protect your family from a home invasion or something, you phony charlatan. You got in way over your head when you had to come up with a password to get on the internet. Pardon me for momentarily losing my self-control. There are no teams. There is no glass. There's just poisoned drinking water coming out of the taps on fire because our masters support fracking. You are a slave in chains and you don't even know it. Programmed to respond to dumb memes like a barking seal in a three ring circus run by demented clowns bought and paid for by the corporations we serve.  Well guess what, chicken-butt. We all play lip-service to fraudulent ideals. We're all in this boat together, we're all hypocrites like it or not, one way or another, and we're all being shanghaied by the rich dressed in suits in disguise acting wise in the aisles in church leading us blindfolded off a cliff into the gutters for a comprehensive manslaughter.  

   Us against them, you against me, up against them, sick of each other watching too much TV, except we each have our own dumb chosen series of shows, just cuz some confront while the others escape reality doesn't stop either of us from being pimped out like cheap junkie ho's, because we've been pitted against each other goodness knows, and I lash back fast and furious just like the next guy in the aisle who wants to pierce through the armor of our confederate foes because this bipartisan dream got bushwhacked so long ago we don't even care to remember how deep it goes. Seventy years since world war two ended, but after the cold war began everyone just pretended business as usual was simply alright when nothing could be further from the case, just look in the mirror at the accident surrounding us and if you're wondering who caused it the answer's staring you in the face. Don't talk back cuz I looked in it too, and whose reflection do you think I saw? I'll give you a clue: it was me, not you. 

   I'm trying to help us not fight each other, that's all I'm attempting to say, it's not like I sit here thinking my hands are clean and paid for while others are stinking of the blood and grease passed on down the generations. I'm patriotic too, that's not just for tea-baggers, it's for me and you, and what's more there's enough honor to go around to cover everyone on the ground and that includes your run of the mill science teacher just as much as it does your journeyman and hard working plumber. We're all in this together, every single link in the chain, from the environmental science service workers (that's technical mumbo-jumbo for janitors and garbage men) so don't you throw it back again in my face, we either work together to save the planet or die apart buried in a heap of garbage in disgrace.  Forget about all that, let's set aside our differences and gather up witnesses, there's music we gotta face.  

   Our glasses aren't half full or half empty. There is no glass. It's do or die. Don't even tempt me. We need to get up off our ass and reach out for the opportunity to work together and get it done. And some of y'all still have the audacity to point the finger at the other one. You know what, never mind. While I stand and argue about the poorest and the richest, you sit there thinking its about survival of the fittest. In your mind you think this is all a big competition. So best of luck to you with your single minded devotion, left to your own devices stranded by an angry ocean. Meanwhile the rest of us will band together with a plan. When the time comes, someone's bound to throw you a safety line. Don't blame me or the fact there's a schism. When your life gets saved just thank good old fashioned socialism. 




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