No one is going to save us
The best lack all conviction while the worst are full of passionate intensity – WB Yeats, The Second Coming
The best lack all conviction while the worst are full of passionate intensity – WB Yeats, The Second Coming
Not sure if it is because of “waves hands around” All of This or it is because I’m getting old, or my attention span is fried or if my cynicism has reached a crescendo, but I have the hardest time engaging with media these days. Anything older than a few years makes me start thinking of the serene optimism of everyone involved (watchers, creators, commentators) who are completely oblivious to the utter fucking chaos that awaits them. I’m envious. I would love to live life not dreading what terrible shit may come up next. Not knowing that all of their efforts were for nothing and for the stupidest possible thing to come to pass.
These are the biggies, but of course there are tons and tons of others. When was America ever great?