I don't have regrets about the past. Only about the future. On the premises we have today, I see it coming dark and fast. More guns and soldiers, less education. More garbage, less resources. More pollution, less nature. Money and power sit together as always, but not on our side.
I belong to the Star Trek generation that grew dreaming of the great technology that will bring us flying vehicles and amazing space adventures. The future looked noble and exciting. Never imagined that we'll be fighting about vaccines acceptance, religions or territories. I thought that's history. But we're in the 21st century and there's a general lack of quality, freedom, wisdom. Democracy can't survive where the majority is made of fools. Half of the world has never seen it anyway.
Few rich guys have been racing to launch their private rocket ships into the space, just for the fun of some other rich guys. Forget about the Star Trek's motto,
Space: the final frontier. These are the voyages of the starship Enterprise. Its five-year mission: to explore strange new worlds. To seek out new life and new civilizations. To boldly go where no man has gone before!
Instead we only got a space dicks show for billionaires.
The paradigm we're living is about to expire and we simply can't imagine a better one.
We need a new vision of humanity. Then a plan. Then a great discipline for the best practice. We need to reconsider everything. Quickly. But we're blocked in our narrow minds and can't reach an agreement on any level. There's no surprise that today's fictional works are dystopias. Black mirror, The handmaid's tale, Love, death and robots etc. It's like we're almost wishing for our shitty humanity to end because we don't know how to move on. But how many times can we play the god Shiva?
How can I live with these thoughts. There's one thing that feeds me and makes me get out of bed every day to make plans, do things and actually enjoy whatever I can. It's love. When I'm not able to feel it anymore, I'll be fucked.
Like plenty of you, I also have one big, selfish hope for my (very small, untraditional) family. That no matter how bad things would go, we'll always find what we need. An oasis.
And one cowardly plan. That for as much as I still have to hang around, I'm gonna beat the shit out of this life.
Some updates as I got few but very meaningful feedbacks on Tw:
Star Trek: The next generation is an utopic post-apocalyptic saga, someone reminded me.
Yet my memory totally skipped these premises and stayed on the hopes and dreams of a great technology that will bring the best to our civilization. Actually the apocalypse has been following us since religion, but as a kid born and bred in a communist country, I was very far from this topic. I stayed on the bright side of the future.
How are today's kids imagining it? They've been through the covid pandemic. They hear about climate change, crisis and threats of nuclear wars almost on daily basis. How do they feel about the future?
My hope in humanity is gone, wrote someone else. To the extent that him and his wife have decided not to bring kids into this world.
And I get it. And it crashes me. To what level of distress some of us have arrived...
