Climate Marching
Everybody in the world is supposed to be going to the climate change march tomorrow, and that's probably why I don't feel like going. I feel a little guilty because I don't feel like participating in a march that some people have traveled uncomfortably for days to attend, but facts are facts. I'm sick to death of all this talking, talking, talking.
I'm particularly sick of idealogical nitpicking, too. At the moment, I can't think of any examples of nitpicking in the climate change community, but we find a clear example among certain groups of pinko commies who label each other as Trotskyites or Leninists. Really, what the fuck difference does it make in a country that is so completely dedicated to corporate fascism? That's not a rhetorical question.
Tim DeChristopher, my activist hero, is part of a panel discussion that begins 45 minutes from now. I had every intention of going to look at him because, you know, he's tall, strong, passionate - basically gorgeous and stimulating in every way. But when it was time to get dressed, I couldn't see getting on a noisy subway to go to a crowded lecture hall at a university campus downtown just to hear more talking and talking and talking. Clearly, I have an attitude this morning.
I don't mean to minimize climate change - but honestly, that ship sailed decades ago when Jimmy Carter delivered the malaise speech to a country that elected Ronald Fucking Reagan. Then Ronald Fucking Reagan completed the mission outlined in the Powell Memo which Richard Nixon and his buddies Rumsfeld, Rove and Cheney implemented.
So whatever with this climate change march.
It's nice that people are coming together and all that. Maybe more people will become convinced that we need a global systemic change that puts people and planet before profit. But this morning, as I was pursuing some of the gatherings scheduled for tomorrow and saw Anti-War, Anti-this and Anti-that, I just can't get excited about hauling my ass down to the Museum of Natural History in the morning.
I imagine that when Pinko and his Wobbly friend from Reno get back from all the workshops today, they'll be jazzed and I'll wind up being glad to go to the march with everyone else in the world. However, I'm not going over to the UN with a more radical group of demonstrators who will be agitating in front of the UN, as opposed to following a route that mimics the Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade to the authorized Free Speech Zones clear across town from UN Climate Summit.
Popular Resistance and them are right about going over to the UN - but really, if all those rich guys gave a flying fuck about what people think, they never would have promoted and facilitated endless war and ecocide in the first place. Remember these douchebags who were watching Occupy from the balcony on Wall Street three years ago? No doubt they'll be toasting the Climate Marchers too, secure in the knowledge that the paramilitary police force is armed to the teeth and ready to do their bidding.
In my current state of mind, I'm thinking that the Climate Change march will get about the same amount of attention as polar bears floating on ice rafts. Liberals will send money to various mainstream environmental organizations and industrialized society will continue on this downward spiral toward global environmental and economic collapse. And so it goes.
The truth is that I feel like I'm already doing my part for the revolution by supporting Pinko's activism and training in Revolutionary Theory. I need some peace and quiet to tend to family and work responsibilities like completing the necessary documents for open enrollment in the bullshit festival this country euphemistically calls Health Care. These responsibilities are getting me down. I'm trying to wrap my head around increasing deductibles and decreasing medical coverage, and the fact that so many people respond to this pervasive situation with comments on how the coverage isn't so bad instead of demanding heath CARE instead of better health INSURANCE, so the climate change march is simply reminding me that we're drowning in a sea of futility - kind of like the day that Sarah Palin sneered, "How's that Hope-y Change-y thing working for ya?"
We're stuck in a world ruled by John Birchers and other Dominionists, and the only thing that will change that, in my view, is the devastation brought on by the very climate change the 1% pays "experts" to deny. At the end of the day, when the inevitable collapse comes with mass die-offs, crumbling infrastructure and everything else that Richard Duncan brought up with the Olduvia Theory, somebody is going to have to pick up the pieces. That's where Pinko and Revolutionary Theory becomes important.
If I'm remembering correctly, economies go from slavery to feudalism to capitalism to communism, and it looks like the world is in the final stages of capitalism where the system implodes on itself. The survivors will finally be able to build the better world we all know is possible once the old order finally gets out of the way. All the violence we're seeing now - whether it's on a national scale like in Gaza or locally, like in Ferguson - represents the last desperate grasp of Imperialists trying to hang on to their empire. I'm pretty sure we're going to have to pry that empire out of their cold, dead hands - but I'm trying to be optimistic.
On Monday, Pinko is joining the flood on Wall Street to emphasize the connection between capitalism and the climate crisis. I have to go to work, but I feel a little better after reading Naomi Klein's piece in The Guardian: Climate Change is a global emergency. Stop waiting for politicians to sound the alarm. And I certainly feel a little better knowing that Pinko is out there representing the family. I just hope he doesn't think it is his duty to be arrested along with his comrades. Recent arrests don't look good on job applications, and as much as I appreciate and support his activism, I'll feel a lot better once he has a part-time job.
I'm particularly sick of idealogical nitpicking, too. At the moment, I can't think of any examples of nitpicking in the climate change community, but we find a clear example among certain groups of pinko commies who label each other as Trotskyites or Leninists. Really, what the fuck difference does it make in a country that is so completely dedicated to corporate fascism? That's not a rhetorical question.
Tim DeChristopher, my activist hero, is part of a panel discussion that begins 45 minutes from now. I had every intention of going to look at him because, you know, he's tall, strong, passionate - basically gorgeous and stimulating in every way. But when it was time to get dressed, I couldn't see getting on a noisy subway to go to a crowded lecture hall at a university campus downtown just to hear more talking and talking and talking. Clearly, I have an attitude this morning.
I don't mean to minimize climate change - but honestly, that ship sailed decades ago when Jimmy Carter delivered the malaise speech to a country that elected Ronald Fucking Reagan. Then Ronald Fucking Reagan completed the mission outlined in the Powell Memo which Richard Nixon and his buddies Rumsfeld, Rove and Cheney implemented.
So whatever with this climate change march.
It's nice that people are coming together and all that. Maybe more people will become convinced that we need a global systemic change that puts people and planet before profit. But this morning, as I was pursuing some of the gatherings scheduled for tomorrow and saw Anti-War, Anti-this and Anti-that, I just can't get excited about hauling my ass down to the Museum of Natural History in the morning.
I imagine that when Pinko and his Wobbly friend from Reno get back from all the workshops today, they'll be jazzed and I'll wind up being glad to go to the march with everyone else in the world. However, I'm not going over to the UN with a more radical group of demonstrators who will be agitating in front of the UN, as opposed to following a route that mimics the Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade to the authorized Free Speech Zones clear across town from UN Climate Summit.
Popular Resistance and them are right about going over to the UN - but really, if all those rich guys gave a flying fuck about what people think, they never would have promoted and facilitated endless war and ecocide in the first place. Remember these douchebags who were watching Occupy from the balcony on Wall Street three years ago? No doubt they'll be toasting the Climate Marchers too, secure in the knowledge that the paramilitary police force is armed to the teeth and ready to do their bidding.
In my current state of mind, I'm thinking that the Climate Change march will get about the same amount of attention as polar bears floating on ice rafts. Liberals will send money to various mainstream environmental organizations and industrialized society will continue on this downward spiral toward global environmental and economic collapse. And so it goes.
The truth is that I feel like I'm already doing my part for the revolution by supporting Pinko's activism and training in Revolutionary Theory. I need some peace and quiet to tend to family and work responsibilities like completing the necessary documents for open enrollment in the bullshit festival this country euphemistically calls Health Care. These responsibilities are getting me down. I'm trying to wrap my head around increasing deductibles and decreasing medical coverage, and the fact that so many people respond to this pervasive situation with comments on how the coverage isn't so bad instead of demanding heath CARE instead of better health INSURANCE, so the climate change march is simply reminding me that we're drowning in a sea of futility - kind of like the day that Sarah Palin sneered, "How's that Hope-y Change-y thing working for ya?"
We're stuck in a world ruled by John Birchers and other Dominionists, and the only thing that will change that, in my view, is the devastation brought on by the very climate change the 1% pays "experts" to deny. At the end of the day, when the inevitable collapse comes with mass die-offs, crumbling infrastructure and everything else that Richard Duncan brought up with the Olduvia Theory, somebody is going to have to pick up the pieces. That's where Pinko and Revolutionary Theory becomes important.
If I'm remembering correctly, economies go from slavery to feudalism to capitalism to communism, and it looks like the world is in the final stages of capitalism where the system implodes on itself. The survivors will finally be able to build the better world we all know is possible once the old order finally gets out of the way. All the violence we're seeing now - whether it's on a national scale like in Gaza or locally, like in Ferguson - represents the last desperate grasp of Imperialists trying to hang on to their empire. I'm pretty sure we're going to have to pry that empire out of their cold, dead hands - but I'm trying to be optimistic.
On Monday, Pinko is joining the flood on Wall Street to emphasize the connection between capitalism and the climate crisis. I have to go to work, but I feel a little better after reading Naomi Klein's piece in The Guardian: Climate Change is a global emergency. Stop waiting for politicians to sound the alarm. And I certainly feel a little better knowing that Pinko is out there representing the family. I just hope he doesn't think it is his duty to be arrested along with his comrades. Recent arrests don't look good on job applications, and as much as I appreciate and support his activism, I'll feel a lot better once he has a part-time job.
posted by PENolan at
10:38 AM
3 Comments:
My dear friend;
I'm sending you an essence. This week. Can't hoit. May help. I hear ya, tho.
I swear, I can't read anything anymore without someone in the comments bashing those who eat meat! I'm sick to death of it, quite frankly.
I'm going to go out on a limb and say that Imperialist, dominionist capitalists have done more damage than carnivores and omnivores. Vegans may have a smaller carbon footprint than people who use public transportation, but saying that skipping meat for a few meals should be our first priority - when water has become a commodity? Honestly, the fossil fuel industry hopes we focus on how skipping chicken once a week will seriously address climate change. Then the military can keep spewing carbon into the atmosphere while they're killing brown people across the world and swiping the resources on their land without anyone noticing.
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