What’s my magic trick? What am I doing that makes me predictable and non-impactful (dead) and what could I do to resurrect from it? A good day to look out at devastation that the world has become and get brazenly creative about what might be my own Edward Snowden, my own Arctic 30, my own Pussy Riot.
Each of us has an amazing thing we can do. And if you want to join a group and not be a loner hero – pick the right group, one that might have in them the big crazy Occupy or Iguala or Hong Kong or Ferguson. Like this: who will stop glyphosate spraying? Clue: March Against Monsanto is May 23rd this year.
Because there is no doubt that we are in a dangerous slowdown in activism right now. Since the Peoples Climate March – have you noticed? Culture generally seems so dull and slow. My liberal friends are victims of NPR-like mildness. Countries are shrinking back to the most minor stories, like soccer scores and celebrity divorces. BUT JUST BECAUSE GREENLAND IS BLACK DOESN’T MEAN WE SHOULD GIVE UP.
The Earth should not have to step up and give us another Sandy to activate us. We can go out on the front steps and look at our neighborhood with fresh radical eyes. We might see a Chase Bank or HSBC or UBS on the corner. They are top investors in CO2 emissions. They are a Devil to throw down the hole. That’s a cross for the big die-and-fly!
By which I mean, for instance, all these hipsters in their skinny pants and tattoos stand at the ATMs of these murderers. They need a severe GOTCHA, am I right? Yes, that might be a resurrection. A breakthrough! A shocker! A rise to the STATE OF EXALTED EMBARRASSMENT! What a coming back to life! What a beautiful springtime! Earthalujah!