Edge of Apocalypse

The Future is Here, it's just unevenly distributed

I've been watching Dead Like Me with my partner. It's a surprisingly well written show for the sort of low stakes episodic drama it has going on. It's also an interesting take on facing death.

Death and the end of the world has been a theme that's stuck in my head a lot lately. Carol and the End of the World covers in in depth. Dr. Who often makes it eerie.

Denver's night sky has been taking on different colors each of the past few nights. Apparently, the thinning ozone layer means that there's more Auroras over the Denver smog, but the diffusion just turns it into more of a diffuse color.

There's currently out of control wildfires in LA. I was at a dev meetup today where over half the attendees where nerding out about GenAI.

And sure, GenAI is far from the only problem that's feeding into things. But it's at the edge of the cliff, the tip of a very long spear levering the world into oblivion for the insecurities of a few thousand people who have an -ungrounding- amount of money.

There's something... surreal about all of this. I'm living in the sci-fi future, but not the one with happy or easy endings. We're in the age of monsters and heroes. But nobody changes the world alone. The level of culture change we need in an impossibly short amount of time seems insurmountable.

So, we learn from those who have faced oblivion before us. Black and indigenous folks. To survive by finding joy. That we cannot completely disconnect from the nature system we're in.

Fuck it, we ball