Have we failed as a species?

[Rev. Rye]

Really, the way I see it, I live in a society where the distinction between fact and fiction does not really matter, normative behaviors seem to exist only so we can ostracise people who break them, the human population grows by one billion every twelve years, and we have a knack of always finding a way to fuck up any way we create to make our lives better. The world is being dominated by two forces who have no problem whatsoever with destroying the world, themselves included, and lots of people are worrying that Beyonce's being snubbed at the Grammys even though she's currently the most awarded female solo artist in history.

I understand that people have a way of trying to rise above the big problems, but I also can't help but notice they'll always find some way to make matters worse. Norman Borlaug saves over a billion (with a B) lives with new, genetically modified, crops, and the organic movement crops up as a sizable backlash to it. The Internet gave us ways for millions of people to talk with each other from different continents, but it's played a crucial role in the revival of mainstream racism, as fringe elements fester and give birth to a new monstrosity with orange hair and made it the most powerful person in the world. And I can guaran-goddam-tee that, somewhere along the line, the technology that allows Tesla to power our cars with pure electricity will somehow turn out to have been hurting us all along.

Really, at this point, there can be no question that we've failed as a species, and I'd be legitimately surprised if anything short of a population bottleneck, even something like that literal-killer app in Kingsman, can give us anything more than a temporary reprieve.






We're only gonna die from our own arrogance, that's why we might as well take our time.