Local Hero

I did not enter one single blog entry in June 2017.

And just a few in July.

Why-for this sudden reticence?

Well, I am practising a form of zen. I am letting things through to the keeper, not reacting. And, by and by, I don’t feel outraged or dismayed at the monumental collective stupidity of mankind.

So now I aim to be much more selective about what I write here.

Also, I have weened all my readers off the blog, so I can write into this private blog without any thought of an audience. This pleases me greatly.

Frogs in quickly heating water, we are. Just by keeping a weather eye on the news I can see this is the case.

Climate change, resources, population growth, rent seeking political systems … it is a formula for disaster of our own making, which has been well documented here and elsewhere.

But humans are very adaptable. If, for example, there was no oil as of tomorrow, we would cope somehow. The human condition is to deny adversity and suck it up. Fear of loss of what we have motivates people to stay put in the hope that things will get better.

So I believe that we will have a series of ever-worsening disasters and setbacks, and we will adapt to life after these. While some will bemoan what has been lost, I am forecasting that much will be gained. Life will be more uncertain and much more local.

It is in this latter characteristics that people may recover a sense of belonging that is very much missing in modern day society.

Unfortunately it may be accompanied by a reversion to general ignorance, meaning a hell of a life for any outstandingly bright individuals that emerge.

I would like to see the internet surviving. It provides a mean for localised folk to expand their horizons at very little cost. Like all broadcast media it is subject to the will of the powerful self serving, in oh so many ways that can’t be effectively controlled by anyone or thing.

End of ramble.