I should apologize. I'm sorry for talking out of my ass. My narrative was opinions formed from observations and whipped into casuistry.
Change to what? Authority is clamping down, my church leaders tell me I have no choice(s). Random adults in society are shooting down the idea of free will. I don't recognize myself when I look in the mirror. I am guilty of despairing.
You guys are going to 'operationalize' psychology and data, (aka men), in favour of maintaining 'planetary boundaries'.
I am conscious of all this, and the huge amount of responsibility I have for my family and their lives.
What is the point of a self, if we are all surrendering to unknowable, electronic control. What's the point of being conscious at all.
There are no ropes/levers/relations to oneself in my heart.
I was an institutional man in the 90s, I used to be myself in relation to a larger structure, built on relations and goals and achievements within it. It was heavenly.
Now my soul dies everyday, as we drift further from the light.
I just cannot get up every morning and answer a text message on a phone from a random boss and pretend I relate to it.
It is difficult having to watch yourself become the villian in relation to yourself, just to survive some unknown global change.
The same adults that describe how lovely airports were before 9/11 security (an older pilot I spoke to), are the ones in favour of stricter and stricter control.
The problem is that I can understand. I was raised to understand, analyze, critically think, interpret, calculate.
Important facts take forever to mine out of public sources, no strategic knowledge is communicated (that I can act on) and we can only observe the changes and interpret, nearly always coming to pointless narratives, but not wanting to forget the past, or the self.
How can one plan their life (or even relate to themselves) when everything changes every 2 years. Order 66 can't come fast enough, so we can have an end to the cycle of betrayals and 'unpromises'.
In conclusion, go away with the preachy suggestions that have no substance that we (or me) could bank on.
I haven't been banned (even though I'm often abrasive-ish), so I'm grateful for that, at least.