• Coopa@lemmy.worldEnglish
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      1 year ago

      This is how I feel with the corporations. As a result of this feeling, I stopped giving a damn. I attempt to live my life the best I can, while still trying to care for the world, even though I know we are doomed. Nothing will change until something catastrophic has happened.

      • andyburke@kbin.social
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        1 year ago

        Sorry, but this is such fatalistic bs.

        So much has changed.

        I remember acid rain.
        I remember leaded gas.
        I remember 12mpg cars.
        I remember the photos of terrible brown smog floating over Los Angeles.
        I remember before anyone had a recycling bin.
        I remember…

        The list goes on. And I’m only a handful of decades old.

        Can we do more? Yes.
        Should we do more? Absolutely.
        Are more people aware of that than ever before? Yes.

        Humans have technologied their way out of so much shit, I am not ready to give up on us yet.

        • CaptainAniki@lemmy.flight-crew.org
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          1 year ago

          I remember acid rain.

          Still happens just in 3rd world countries.

          I remember leaded gas.

          Which didn’t get fixed until an act of congress.

          I remember 12mpg cars.

          Marginal increases in technology are not to be celebrated when the medium of consumption is still a greenhouse gas.

          I remember the photos of terrible brown smog floating over Los Angeles.

          Those still exist just in 3rd world countries.

          I remember before anyone had a recycling bin.

          Recycling that does nothing???

          I remember…

          Yeah me too – and shit’s still absolutely fucked.

  • malloc@lemmy.worldEnglish
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    1 year ago

    Reading climate change articles always reminds me of this monologue from the antagonist in Westworld:

    I think humanity is a thin layer of bacteria on a ball of mud hurtling through the void. I think if there was a God, he would’ve given up on us long ago. He gave us a paradise and we used everything up. We dug up every ounce of energy and burned it. We consume and excrete, use and destroy. Then we sit here on a neat little pile of ashes, having squeezed anything of value out of this planet, and we ask ourselves, “Why are we here?” You want to know what I think your purpose is? It’s obvious. You’re here along with the rest of us to speed the entropic death of this planet. To service the chaos. We’re maggots eating a corpse