Doom or Gloom

My parents taught me to have faith in neither God nor man, Alexandria. My inbred skepticism questions faith in science as well.

These paths are not irrelevant to me. I love to go to where physics intersects with poetry. I want nothing more than to be alive long enough to find out what the hell this dark matter and dark energy thing is. Infinity, both in a religious and scientific sense, is incomprehensible and yet I strive for an understanding of it.

But I question whether science can provide a cleaner, more efficient nuclear power plant that will absolve us of the evils of climate change. Solar and wind power come with their own problems. Problems of inefficiency and danger to animal welfare haunt green energy. Fossil fuels won’t last forever and their pollutants are the biggest chunk of the climate change disaster. If we want to continue using the good in technology, we might have to live (or die) with the inherent problems.

Man and machine can no longer live apart. Severing this relationship will cause destruction and suffering. It’s funny, what science has brought about will require an almost religious renunciation.

Both humans and machines consume massive amounts of foodstuffs, whether it be wheat or coal. Or, ironically, corn and corn.

To halt climate change, fuel-guzzling machinery such as airplanes and trucks must quickly come to a point of near elimination. We only need to determine how much and how fast the cuts should be. How many people and machines must be decommissioned? Twelve years is a short time to do this work.

A simpler, less mechanical time is ideal. In turn, the loss of life-prolonging machinery will naturally lower the human population. Less people, less machines, less climate change. There is no other way if the danger is extreme and the cost too high to ignore.

God may be dead, but will faith in a rebirth of matriarchal power save us?

I hope, Alexandria, you chose well when you separate the worthless from the worthwhile. Keep lists, inform on the good and evil among us. I pray to find myself sitting to your right hand.

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