ongoing world crises
Jul. 13th, 2019 11:11 amThe camps at the U.S. Southern border and the Uighur camps in China have a lot in common regarding how "state" media is covering it, and the types of tours and visitors and press allowed to document how "well-treated" everyone at the facilities are. It's...unease is insufficient to describe my discomfort with it, but I also don't want to oversell my disquiet because I own that I haven't been tracking it closely, or most of the atrocities in the news, for my own mental health and because of being busy at work.
I also don't know how to deal with climate change because the rational part of my brain understands what everyone is saying about the crisis, and the immediacy of the threat, but because I don't feel it in my life, it is easier to continue ignoring it as not as pressing as it really is. There's some nihilism in there as well, saying, well, human as a species deserve it. But humans, individually, don't; and the poor and disadvantaged and disenfranchised are going to be the ones who suffer most from it, and that part doesn't sit well with the part of me that wants to dismiss humanity's eventual demise as more or less deserved.
I'm worried about the storm in the Gulf targeting Louisiana, though it's not expected to hit Texas. I'm thinking about war and the integrity of our elections. I'm thinking about the Hong Kong protests and sex trafficking of minors, with the arrests of R. Kelly and Jeffrey Epstein. There is just so much going on in the world.
And then there's the brief pointless escapism of sports, of movies, of books. I've been watching Schitt's Creek on Netflix and it's very good and very funny. Following hockey's offseason and tennis. Reading and adding more to my to-read list. Life goes on and it feels like I'm in a bubble, worrying about the next week or two of work, the next month or two of planning, but not about the ongoing existential crises that exist outside of this bubble of a routine life. It's often surreal.
I also don't know how to deal with climate change because the rational part of my brain understands what everyone is saying about the crisis, and the immediacy of the threat, but because I don't feel it in my life, it is easier to continue ignoring it as not as pressing as it really is. There's some nihilism in there as well, saying, well, human as a species deserve it. But humans, individually, don't; and the poor and disadvantaged and disenfranchised are going to be the ones who suffer most from it, and that part doesn't sit well with the part of me that wants to dismiss humanity's eventual demise as more or less deserved.
I'm worried about the storm in the Gulf targeting Louisiana, though it's not expected to hit Texas. I'm thinking about war and the integrity of our elections. I'm thinking about the Hong Kong protests and sex trafficking of minors, with the arrests of R. Kelly and Jeffrey Epstein. There is just so much going on in the world.
And then there's the brief pointless escapism of sports, of movies, of books. I've been watching Schitt's Creek on Netflix and it's very good and very funny. Following hockey's offseason and tennis. Reading and adding more to my to-read list. Life goes on and it feels like I'm in a bubble, worrying about the next week or two of work, the next month or two of planning, but not about the ongoing existential crises that exist outside of this bubble of a routine life. It's often surreal.