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Thursday, June 28, 2018

Pierwalker Log: June 28, 2018

Writing start: 9:36 A.M.
Finish: 2:36 P.M.
Total new words (est.): New poem
Edited (est.): 14,500

Tasks

1. Failure: Off till July 16

2. Book Three Melody: Align edit of chapter ten
Notes: I'm ready to start a new chapter!

3. Watson: Read-through

4. Love Story: Off

5. Ant story: Read-through

6. Fractalverse: Volume 5: New poem
Notes: I think the moral collapse of this nation will be seen by future historians ... wait. I very much doubt there will be future historians. Or even a future. In any case, I wrote another political/spiritual goodie.

7. Firefly: Read-through of chapter six
Notes: Interesting how fiction mirrors reality. Chapter six touches on imminent war, oppression, and slavery. The Alliance of Trump with Putin with outright fascism displays obvious parallels.

8. Gilligan: Read-through of the prologue

Extra notes: I wonder who reads these logs. Does anyone? I really don't know. Ignorance, at least in this case, is bliss.

I see what is happening in the world and am hit often by existential angst. What does any of it matter when we're all going to be radioactive ash soon anyway, made so by shortsighted, greedy, corrupted, spiritually dead monsters and their millions upon millions of followers, defenders, and supporters?

I include the hundreds of millions of you out there who are indifferent to it. It can be easily argued that you, more than anyone, are responsible for this mess. To hell with you.

I've studied, watched, observed, and interacted with people for many, many years now, and I've got one definitive thing to say about them. Here it is. People suck.

There's just no getting around it. The numbers prove it. They are overwhelming and overwhelmingly consistent. The state of our world proves it. The state of our governments prove it. The willingness of billions to herd themselves without resistance proves it. The massive evil of it all is staggering and beggars the imagination. The chance that we as a species survive it, even to the year 2050, is vanishingly small.

Even so, I still reach for the Good whenever and wherever I see it. This blog is part of that Good. So is our rig--the TARDIS. So are the stories Kye and I hold to--Star Trek: Discovery, Pushing Daisies, Dead Like Me, Firefly, Cobra Kai, Harry Potter. There are genuine rebels out there. I hold to them too: Keith Ward, Jimmy Kimmel, Elizabeth Warren, Hillary Clinton, Robert DeNiro, Stephen King. They use their large platforms for good. Ward in particular has been a godsend to me. His quote, offered in the post directly below this one, is mortally pertinent in today's world. He was reflecting Plato, who in his time said much the same thing.

In the end, the trolls will finish us all. And they'll manage it because so many of you couldn't be bothered to lift even a single pinkie finger when they came a-knockin' on your appropriate suburban doors.

Well, fuck you. Fuck you all.


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