The end of the world is never really the end. At least, it hasn't been so far. As Robert Wright points out in his brilliant work, Nonzero; if you take a step back and look at history as a plot diagram, the overarching plot is a straight line onward and upward. The rise and falls of civilizations are more like peaks and valleys in the overall march of human progress. I elaborated on this point a bit more in, "Fear not, citizens! The Barbarians are at the gate."
Admittedly, my initial reaction to the unfathomable reality of a Trump presidency was less than constructive. I considered all the political activity I've been involved in over the years, and the time I've spent writing this blog as a massive exercise in futility. What's the point? I am but a whisper in the noise, and of the people who do hear me, how many listen?
But then I remembered that giving up is the only way to really fail. Allowing the powerful to take everything away from us without a fight is to actively assist them as they destroy everything I value and everyone I care about. The world as we know it is coming to end. This is not the result of a single election, but the culmination of the way human beings have always operated. The question now is who and what will rise from the ashes?
How can we ensure that on the darkest of days there will still be a flicker of light in the distance?
I don't know the answer to that question, but I am going to dedicate my efforts to finding those answers and passing them on to whomever will listen, even when it seems like no one is listening at all. I have to believe that the sun will rise again, no matter how long the night may be.
The best immediate advice I could find right now is this article by Sarah Kendzior called "We’re heading into dark times. This is how to be your own light in the Age of Trump."
As I was thinking about my goals with this post and with this blog, I was frustrated that we seem trapped on this merry-go-round of making the same mistakes over and over. We have all this recorded history with the blueprint of our demise written out very clearly; why do we still fail to see the signs until it is too late? But then I thought about how we are always able to climb out of the rubble and rebuild, and each time around we recover more quickly. Maybe that is because we do learn from our past.
So, as we hope for the best over the coming years, let us prepare fervently for the worst.
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