like holy shit the bourgeoisie are trying to kill us all actively en masse within our lifetimes and all movement against it feels like it has died come the 20s. Every time it gets brought up it feels like people are either revelling in it, are denying it, are too tired to care, say “someone’s going to fix it so there’s no point in worrying," or get angry asking “well what do you want me to do about it I can’t fix it” or something. It feels like we’re in a moment where we have just abandoned science all together in the decaying west, so the plan is almost like to keep attacking the biosphere out of spite for everyone around us.

It feels Lovecraftian, I can’t think about it because every time I do it paralyzes me in awe of the urgency and scope of what has to be done. Do I just stop thinking about it? I guess the answer is to keep organizing but I’m scared that we don’t have enough time at this rate to address it before it gets catastrophic and has irreversible effects

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    Seeing nostalgia bait online of people getting upset that kids don’t have the carbon copy childhood that they did. Then mentally pushing back against that as hard as I can. That’s not how anything is supposed to work, change is part of life and we owe it to our all our ancestors to adapt to whatever hellish conditions are around the corner as they did for billions of years.

    The question is who inherits the new earth. My conspiracy theory is that bougeoise despise us so much that climate change is more of a force multiplier to wiping us out. Everything is irrationally being put into AI and androids to eliminate the need for a lower class. Parts of the earth will be kept habitable through careful site selection and geoengineering to keep a few thousand people alive.

    I am not a very sensitive person. It’s honestly been such a blessing the last few years. But I am kept going through spite and resentment. Even if it’s just a few hundred women and a sperm bank. The proletariat must be who survives.