things tend to be permanent...until they end:
"Agency" belongs to those willing to disrupt their comfortable [sic] lives and dedicate themselves to stopping things like global warming, US military interventionism, economic exploitation, factory farming, environmental devastation, etc...by any means necessary. The humans (all living things) that come after us won't care if we did interviews like this or marched in protests or held open doors for little old ladies...if they have no clean air to breathe. It won't matter if we ate organic or drove a hybrid or switched to recycled toilet paper...if they have no clean water to use. They won't care if we voted for Obama or McCain or Hillary...if they end up stuck on a toxic, uninhabitable planet.An interview with Mickey Z.
By Maxwell Black
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Now the overwhelming feeling I'm getting is that it's time to be emotionally ready for a very different way of life, losing everything we're used to having, losing the people we care about, entering a mad scramble to survive or surrendering to death.Stephanie McMillan
It's a very weird psychological space to be in. We must keep functioning and even trying to thrive within the present system, living fairly "normally," while knowing it's all rapidly collapsing (ecologically, economically), and that we're totally unequipped to survive what comes next. I'm feeling a mix of emotions that I imagine are similar to someone who knows they'll soon die -- joyful savoring of every precious moment of life, fighting desperately to change the situation, deep sorrow, anger and regret, and acceptance that the end is near, all at once.
I just hope the economy collapses before it destroys the planet. It's horrible that we've been given this nightmare of a choice: massive human suffering and death vs. the extinction of all life. But there it is, two forms of collapse racing to the finish line, and we need to not only cheer on economic collapse (in spite of the hardships we will each experience on an individual level), but to hasten it in any way we can.
