It is clearly all built on sand. Maybe it teetered a bit in the seventies when, under the influence of whatever psychotropics were available, the tuned-in and dropped-out citizens of powerful democracies thought they were thinking clearly. But the structures emerged strengthened and emboldened, and in the eighties, under the tutelage of governments run by Thatchers and Reagans, those structures grew. And now, as that evil superstructure of capitalism is finally being pulled down around us by an exhausted but still omnipotent and all-powerful Gaia we are resigned to a state of shock and awe. Shock at the state of things but worse, in awe of how we as a species could possibly have fucked things up so badly. Don’t be scared of dying. Be scared of being alive.
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