You can only be down for so long, and labour under so many burdens before it all becomes silly and pathetic. For goodness sake, people are dying by the continent load out there in the world, the environment is going to pieces, the planet overpopulated to the point of utter idiocy, and people still worry about themselves? Bah, humbug, I say to that. Self-pity, get ye to your kennel and stay there for another day. I don't want to see you until after my ex-housemate Steve's wedding, if then.
We can keep going. Sure, there might be endless obstacles standing there waiting to obstruct, but remember, "Obstacles are for climbing, Lenny, that's why God gave us grappling hooks." Even as an atheist, that line has such power that it cannot be excised. As human beings, supposedly the most intelligent species on the planet ever, we have devised tools to allow us to overcome every problem. Shall mere inconveniences get in our way?
Apart from all the rhetoric, it's always easy to imagine problems to be far bigger than they seem. Sure, most of Film Bin is down with the flu, my unemployment is becoming chronic and private students are running away screaming at the very mention of my name. Yes, the burden of being in the Benefits System is becoming harder with every passing day, and it seems impossible to win even the tiniest of projects on Freelancer, but there is hope. Hope: That flickering light in the night sky, so hard to see against all the streetlights, is always with us up until the final catastrophe or restaurant check. Apparently one of the side effects of great intelligence is great delusion. How else would we get through each stultifying stupid day?
Unerring human delusion must be one of the most bizarre jokes ever played in the Universe. Someone is probably laughing about it even as I type. Infinite money! Mwahahahahaha! Infinite space for everyone and their robot kitchen attendants! Ho ho ho. Attach fans to everything? Hee hee hee. Petty self-interest more important than saving the planet? Sign me up! Oh, even the sarcasm is having problems with keeping up. It's strange to think that in a period when the world really needs to become more unified to deal with its problems, Europe is trying to fragment into more of a patchwork than ever, as the peoples of countries and regions like Scotland and Catalan ponder on their own issues and dependences. Oh, humans, there is still hope. We still have cheese after all.
Hmm, this post started out being optimistic, continued into cynicism, and is about to conclude a full circle. There's a limit to the number of things we change as individuals, but we can make some differences. There's a General Election coming here in the United Kingdom, after all, and how about actually considering the candidates in your constituencies instead of voting arbitrarily for the parties that people always vote for. Our system is based on people, not parties, the great strength of 'first past the post'. I for one will try to find out who the best person standing for this place is, and whether they believe the things that will help us through this mess, whatever colour party they might belong to. Hope springs eternal, and things can still get better. Believe in the great mass of self-deluded people who really have no idea what's going on; That's what I do.
Oh, and if you get a chance, go and find a star to look at. Out there, in the whole wide universe, anything might be happening. Isn't it awesome?
O.
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