The Age of Uncertainty
Here's one for you, the reason that we're all feeling a little frayed around the edges is because we are being inundated with bad news. The Polar Ice Cap is melting, the Amazon Rainforest is burning, Trump is gonna open his goddam mouth again and declare war on Iran because he is King of Israel and Boris Johnson is going to lose his trousers as he tries to escape from another accident prone gaffe through Macron's French Windows. If it wasn't so serious it would be hysterically funny. This is a global farce that we are witnessing here. Alan Ayckbourn could not do justice to these atrocious events. Anybody who says "I like the news" must be mad. How can you watch that terror then go to bed with your cup of Horlicks and sleep in blissful denial? Either somebody is having a huge laugh at our expense or we really are fucked. We want our three score years and ten, we demand it as our right no matter how many deep fried mars bars we have consumed over a lifetime. What we don't want is someone to come along and threaten our mortality. We don't want to be told that our kids and our grand kids are going to fry in Armageddon but that is the subliminal message we are getting every day through the MSM. They are behaving like Religion of old. Behave yourselves or you are all going to be punished. No wonder we have turned into door mice startled at the next squeak. I am amazed that anything is getting done at all while this threat of civilization extinction hangs over us! People still believe that by putting faith in economies that this will pull us through. The more and more people who start to grind to a halt and just sit there like a rabbit in the headlights the more economies will crumble. People will be questioning their existence big time instead of continually going round and round on the hamsters wheel. I've got news for you folks, the hamster wants his wheel back and what distraction technique are you going to use then? Alcohol, Netflix or prescription drugs or will it be death by social media. If it wasn't for social media I wouldn't be able to reach you with this message in a bottle, with this cri de couer. In this age of uncertainty we are seriously going to have to consider retraining. Retraining the species to be kind and co-operative to each other and not to keep acting out of self interest. It is because of global self interest that we are in the mess we are in today. Imagine if we had had global Communism since the end of the Second World War instead of Capitalism. Nobody can say how much worse or better we would be off by now but the self made men and the strivers would tell you that we would all be in the Gulags under a Dictator. We are in a Gulag of our own making however and the Dictator is Climate Change. People are starting to panic in this age of uncertainty because they know that even though they would be willing to make the ultimate sacrifice and change their own behaviour for the good of the planet they couldn't trust their neighbour to do the same, so we still have mini versions of the Cold War going on in houses and streets throughout the land. "Whoever blinks first" The arch farce Meister was in his element last week when his think tank declared that every man, woman and child would have to work until they were 75 to keep giving in to the economy instead of taking out. The problem is that our standard of living is 'generally high' and we don't want any uncertainty to affect that and this is just something else that will. We don't want to be homeless like those unfortunates we see in tents and begging but if everybody was to start donning the Communist mindset instead of the Capitalist one then perhaps by the time we have reached 75 our standard of living will be less because we'll have learned as a community that it is possible and even desirable to do so. You don't have to get rid of incentives but instead of grafting for your own benefit you will be grafting for the greater good. Hey with an incentive like that you might just be able to tempt me back to work after 13 years of Unemployment. Threatening 'my benefits' with sanctions and tests and assessments isn't going to do that but promise me that my effort will contribute to benefiting the lot of all, then I'll be at the Job Centre doors on Monday Morning with my blue boiler suit on and a fetching red neckerchief.
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