I think I was about 9 when i first learned about the hole in the ozone layer. A friend of my mum’s was involved with the Greens. They went to see Jonathon Porritt do a talk. I was vegetarian for about 10 or 15 years but really I’ve not done anything.
I’ve worked in advertising for 20 years, I have made animation for coca cola, yahoo, apple, you name it. I am a knowing part of all of it. I hate myself for it.
I know deep in my heart and soul the universe is alive. We are all one.
To think we could have spent the last 30 odd years striving to share planetary resources equally and codify a living wage for all, trying to fairly inhabit this beautiful living planet of which we are inexorably bound.
Instead we’ve focused on career ladders and meaningless hierarchies, stupid diversions, attic extensions.
Adding ‘value’ to our tenuous fleeting lives as big tech and social media invisibly weaponise our hobbies into side hustles, turning our hopes against us.
Distracting us all from the real truth. Its us against capitalism. Always has been.
All the little green emojis and hopeful drawings I can muster I feel precious little in the way of hope. Only anger.
Deep seething roiling impotent anger.
Hard to imagine but here we are, dancing with oblivion, devices plugged into every orifice. Mine included. Tap tap tap.
The swifts still flutter.
The clouds still shine.
The comets still come.