Doom
There is a grave danger - to us both as a collective of individuals that includes not only us as ourselves and our families and friends, but humanity as a whole and even and a concept, and as the whole complex of life and ecology that we are a part of, and form a unity with - through the over-exploitation of the planetary resources, that already caused irreversible damage and immeasurable suffering. The necessary reduction of industrial activity can only work out, if it is accompanied by a more evenly, and fairer distribution of goods - but this meets the resistance of the owning class, that - to maintenance its power - supports and stirs a reactionary, authoritarian shift and tries to play the old game of divine and conquer by promoting hate against minorities. Since they have better access to both the instruments of power and to the platforms to form the public opinions, things look dire. Most of the halfway educated human population is aware of this, even though some try to suppress their fear by entering the path of ignorance or hate - both are close to each other, and seem much easier than trying to deal with the situation at hand. But it were always the weak who had to be anxious for justice and equality, while the strong had not to pay heed for either. I try my best to reduce my responsibility for the situation - by living ethically, ecologically sustainable life wherever I can (knowing that this ain't no solution for the systemic problems), and by attempting to wield influence wherever I can (knowing both that my influence is most limited, and that our chances to archive a significant change are low). Other than our political opponents allege, I do neither because I want to feel superior - I do it, because no intact human being could do anything else in this situation, having seen what I see, and knowing what I know. A systemic change most come, but it won't be established by the mighty that are entangled in their logic of power and superiority and thus ruptured out of their humane nature that would tell them what to do - so the only remaining hope lies in the unity of the powerless, which is, in the end, must be a collective of individuals that didn't lose their touch to the world to prevail, and that must, to endure, be at peace with themselves and the world. Thus, in the end, we are always thrown back onto ourself. But who is this?