The golden age of climate change is in effect. It’s sweater weather, at most, in the ice tundra states of North America. It’s mid December. It’s gray…and balmy.
In many states this unseasonable warmth overlaps with the golden age of gentrification – goat cheese omelettes, truffle fries, health food stores and street bikes for rent are some of the key indicators.
It appears that golden ages are a function of privilege. We are learning that when you have little to no proximity to displacement, and the water keeps coming out of the faucet, and you can afford to shop in the health food stores even as you rail against the high prices, you can experience ease, even a sense of ignorant distance, inside end times crisis.
This post is just a ‘don’t forget’ nudge. As far as we know (we being all living scientists, and me) things are falling apart, actually.
Some sci fi immersions for this time
Mad Max: Fury Road (place yourself in the story! This won some acknowledgment recently.)
Dune (read it all)
Interstellar (because I like it, and so does my science hubband. Except last ten minutes)
Parables of the Sower and Parable of the Talents (read a few times! Hard and exciting because POC survive.)
2312
The Road (read)
And if you think Donald Trump is cute/funny, revisit Schindler’s List. Or Roots. He makes conceptual appearances in both.
Other recommendations? Add in comments PLEASE.
Oh and the apocalypse palate cleanser? Magic Mike XXL. (possibly feministish)