Human beings are a disease, a cancer of this planet. You’re a plague and we are the cure. Mr. Smith, Boss android says to Neo in movie The Matrix.
I love this planet we live on. Mother earth, Gaia, Great Mother, 3rd rock from the Sun, whatever people want to call this magnificent place we inhabit. I also thoroughly enjoy the privilege of being at the top of the food chain.
Frankly I’m starting to or maybe getting more ticked off at the growing amount of people forming into groups that claim that collectively we humans should be ashamed of ourselves for merely existing and that we are spreading all over the earth like an infection.
I do not apologize for being human and being alive. I will not apologize for using electricity for food storage so I don’t die from rotten food. I will not apologize for using my fossil fueled car to drive where ever the hell I feel like going. When I trim the rose-bush in my back yard I am not hurting mother nature.
I’ve been reading a lot of dystopian, end times, and “shit hits the fan” books lately. Most of the books fit into 2 general categories. Category 1) We saw this EMP Blast (electromagnetic pulse) , economic meltdown, atomic bomb, super virus, zombie apocalypse, etc. coming; we prepared, and now have to defend ourselves, our homes and our supplies from the masses of people who don’t even bother to keep a week’s worth of food and water in their home and expect the government to step in and save them from their own stupidity. Kind of makes one wonder if Aesop’s fables are taught in school anymore. You know, the 3 little pigs with their house made out of straw or the ant who prepared for winter.
Category 2) the “evil and greedy corporations” have sucked all the natural resources out of the earth and we’re all living in a dark age of squalor, violence and filth. A select few are living in a bunker somewhere while we the teeming masses living on the streets suffer and die.
I tend to be in camp #1 and confess to a mild form of prepper mentality. I try to have a least a months’ worth of food, water, fuel for cooking, batteries, light sources, and basic medical supplies like aspirin, rubbing alcohol and band aids on hand at all times. Part of this is a direct result of living in Guam for 8 years. That place is natural disaster central. Earth quakes, typhoons, power plant meltdowns, a never ending party. I just never knew when the world was going to come crashing down around my ears. The up side of this is that I don’t have to get out in the freezing cold in a panic to go shopping because a snow storm is due to hit this afternoon.
Here in Texas, we had an ice storm in February and I was rather shocked by a conversation I had with a next door neighbor. This woman recently retired from a position at a large state-run hospital. Her job was disaster planning. She told me that she had to call her son to come get her and take her to his house because she did not have enough food for herself and her dogs to last TWO DAYS, or even gas in her car to get to his house. Excuse me? It seems like you can almost accidentally have at least 2 days of food in the house. Sure maybe not filet mignon and asparagus, but nutrition to maintain life? Furthermore an ice storm is not something that happens suddenly. It didn’t just drop out of the sky and land on her head like a tornado. She knew for at least a week that it was coming. Maybe she just didn’t want to be alone. But, give me a break. My tax dollars paid this woman’s salary 30 years while she planned for disasters. It galled me.
One thing I’ve noticed about category 2 writers is that most of them are young people in their 20s or early 30s. For this group their entire life they have been listening to vehement proponents of the global warming theory, corporations are evil and greedy, we’re going to run out of fossil fuels, we should reduce our carbon footprint and similar rhetoric. It is absolute “reality” for many people of this generation.
When I was a child we had geology books too. This is not a new phenomenon. The difference was that the general scientific view at that time was that the climate indeed would change, but that we were heading towards another ice age. Now we’re supposedly headed towards a global meltdown fueled by smog, evil corporations and cow farts. Ah, how far we’ve come in a mere 50 years.
Here in Texas and in the South in general we have a saying “that boy doesn’t have sense enough to come in out of the rain.” Now that it all over but the shouting for Hurricane Irene this phrase comes to mind. The majority of the deaths attributed to Irene were people who displayed the common sense of a muskrat. Maybe less, even rodents know to take cover in a hurricane.
“Hey, the wind died down a bit, I’m going outside to inspect my house.” A tree falls and squish, fatality.
“Hey, I have a great idea. Let’s go drive around in the car. So what if the power is out.” No traffic lights – traffic accident and a child dies.
Why do people do stupid things? Is it the “it won’t happen to me syndrome?” Or is it the news media standing out in the wind a saying “you should stay home. Don’t do what we are doing, do what we say.” Then the camera pans back to a couple of idiots playing in the surf.
I could see how many have an innate reluctance to trust authorities. There are days that I’m convinced that the majority of our representatives in at our state and federal capitols couldn’t find their butt with both hands. The jobless rate is through the roof, but that’s a political hot potato. So, let’s pass ridiculous laws to make it look like we’re doing something.
- In Florida it is illegal for a man to go out in public in a strapless gown – your tax dollars at work. Frankly my dear, who gives a damn?
- Also in Florida it is illegal to have sex with a porcupine. I’m sure from the porcupine’s point of view this is a good law.
- My personal favorite – banning the incandescent light bulb. So stock up. At least we have until 2014 to decide that this is not the best decision every made. The current alternate is bulbs with mercury in them. Don’t want that in the landfill.
When did we stop teaching our kids common sense? Was it was a gradual process where parents began to be afraid to allow children to experience the consequences of their own actions and mistakes? Don’t touch that stove it’s hot. Oh, you touched the stove anyway and burned yourself, it hurts doesn’t it? Now that might entail a visit from child protective services with accusations of child neglect or abuse.
We do something stupid and instead of thinking “wow that was really dumb and I’m in a major pickle. hmmm, maybe I shouldn’t do that again,” we cry “sue the bastards!”
The theory used to be “stuff happens, get over it!” Now’s it’s “whose fault is it? Who can we blame? ”
It’s all great crucibles of balderdash. In my opinion.