Positive Deep Couch Adaptation
So the dumb people of this planet have won. What next?
Burned Koalas crying. Boris Johnson lying. A tropical version of Hitler in Brazil, and some racist bitch in Bolivia ousting the indigenous president with Trump’s support. I can go on..
Really, come on humanity. You seriously think you can get your shit together? Stop lying to yourself. For 3,000 years humans have been trying to convince themselves that they are an intelligent life form. Ha. Hahahahaha!
It hurts. I know. It just hurts to watch the planet die out of stupidity. And what hurts even more for our generation is that we are the unlucky ones that are living through the very last episode of this show. The season finale. And we are the generation that knows that, indeed, this IS the last episode. And you know what hurts even more? That we are being forced to watch it on our screens live, like some sick fucked up reality show played back to us from the future, from inside our brains. Like sitting on an operating table watching a screen of your insides while having open heart surgery.
So what does one do when the horror movie gets scary?
You bring out the popcorn. You laugh loud, like a sick maniac. Seriously, I have learned the hard way, suffering eco anxiety for a good year now, a mixture of fear, dread, panic, guilt, sadness, anger, the cocktail that climate change existential dread causes. But I have learned to not give a shit, at least for a while, at least through good stretches of my day, without necessarily feeling that I’m surrendering my morals. I mean, what is there to hope for in the first place? Do we want a species of Trumps, Borises and Bolsonaros to continue to exist on this planet? Does the planet itself want this parasitic species to continue? No, and No. There you go. What is happening is what is supposed to happen. If we don’t change (and we won’t, sorry) the planet will change us. Trade us in for cockroaches. Updated ones. It’s called evolution. It has happened tons of times after each mass extinction.
So please, wipe off your tears. Celebrate the good things in humanity, the good things in you. Continue to be a climate activist if you want to. But stay grounded. Stay sane. Stay “you”, as much as this sounds like a dystopian body-positive soft drink commercial. And if you need to sink into the couch for a while, watch the 6th Mass Extinction on TV, I don’t think anyone can blame you. I wouldn’t. I’d watch it with you and cry together.
Because this show is unstoppable. Because the fires are getting bigger. The leaders are getting more right wing. And the emissions are guaranteed to go up, not down.
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