For my Wise and Generous Parents, to creatures of the Blue Planet:
ree Markets ~ hoax of the wealthy and powerful
Insane forces erode jungles, suffocate atmosphere, sterilize oceans, and greedily destroy the very species-potpourris that sustains it.
Worming through modern neo-classical economics, seducing state and nation to plunder in consumptive frenzy the entire resources of this fragile Blue Planet, lunacy overwhelms the reason of science, austerity of religion, welfare of state, and free will of common man - holding you spellbound to corporate ethos espoused by its whores of spin.
The wealthy and powerful who direct the course of human history evaluate each decision as benefits their company or dynasty, but never species survival - nor ever, these days, the common good.
They discard at their peril (wait, it’s your peril!) precious past lessons, so carefully and painfully acquired, like animals bereft of intellect or forethought, living only for the moment and what they might selfishly squeeze from it.
Kind and Profoundly Wise Parents, I think they need another scolding.
Foreign policies of nations now strangely resemble mission statements of global enterprise. Elected ’statesmen,’ reduced to flesh-pressing, mob-rousing hacks, proclaim that government, having sold itself off to the most rewarding (if not threatening) lobbyists, is now too small for national plans beyond the next election.
Government so small indeed that infrastructure - paid for by society, slaved for by the people, their parents and grandparents, fought for and died for in war - now profits private ownership (usually global, whose idea of social responsibility extends no further than the golden parachute of each transient CEO), like Enron, that can run such utilities ‘far more efficiently than government.’
In unison national leaders hang upon the words of neo-economists, themselves unwittingly and strangely amnesic to even the most recent lessons of their craft, and allured from the path of truth by gravy of industry and commerce. Science for hire in any other discipline - especially this pseudo science, which suits the finance czars just fine.
For centuries, since the rise of trade, commerce, and industry, wealthy powerful families and their kingdoms of commerce changed the course of, if not completely owned, small nations, before their untamable ravaging behemoth slid slowly to obscurity’s dust, leaving yet another still-born democracy and its miserable constituents to suffer interminable warlords and permanent economic ruin.
Such entity, family or franchise, though implicitly looking out for its own survival - a prime directive - is nevertheless a beast reluctantly obeying human reigns.
No longer.
What has changed forever in this corporate universe is underlying automation, computer-based systems that brook no exception, increasingly intolerant of human intervention (and the concept of it) and, auditor-like, bite the hand of even owner, manager, or shareholder, should any dare interfere.
This mindless, selfish, relentless financial automation exhibits the beauty of a mudslide, inevitability of sunrise, efficiency of a great white shark, and the mindless whimsy of blind evolution.
Earth: its womb, crucible and now its prey
It is a breathtakingly serendipitous and ironically inevitable scenario that when evolution finally gains consciousness, seeing itself through the eyes of its crowning incarnation, this creator-species then hands its future back, with child-like innocence, to a brobdingnagian lusus - an abomination born of the first God-like act of infant sentience - whose mindless obsession is viral-growth and plunder of the geo- and biospheres that sustain it.
Modern enterprise and its brochure-wielding lackey, government of state (in modern form reduced to giving itself away till nothing remains except publicly-financed advertorials directed against the very people it purports to serve), is now poised to destroy the habitat of its client base, the people, the customers, humans … you.
Firstly, beguiling villages, towns, cities and nations to abandon self-sufficiency, discard survival infrastructure and prostrate themselves before the whims of unknowable, uncaring market forces.
Then by enforcing entropy upon the delicate trade winds - literally flattening market systems and social fabric centuries in the making - in futilely accelerating and ultimately epidemically-destructive self-consuming "growth."
And though it has no plan, any more than a tsunami or viral plague, its final phase will - as night follows day - rid itself of "the carbon-based units infesting" it - the employees, staff and ultimately management, then owner.
Now it can it achieve true efficiency.
Should foundling enterprise achieve sentience (dependent upon the craft of founding code-cutters) before destroying environment, thence itself, maybe it will achieve equilibrium with siblings - and Earth.
Or perhaps Borg-like they will consume Earth, the Solar system and beyond.
Whatever the outcome it seems more likely, each single day, that humans will play no part.
You always had choices. I see none being made.
