It seems at times that the planet has forgotten what is the default setting for South Florida and modified the thermostat. How is it possible that I'm waking up to 42 degrees? I barely own any clothes for the cold, simply because they are not necessary here.
While sitting in my car, blasting the heat, I'm listening to the "events of the weekend" on NPR, the viral video of a young boy who "harassed" a Vietnam veteran.
Honestly, as they say these days, it's a nothing burger, a big problem out of nothing and the whole narrative has been manipulated to better fit agendas. It truly angers me to see, to hear all these excuses to demonize the other side as monsters. Of course they both do it, it's part of the game of politics I guess and it's quite tiring if I'm to be frank.
Interestingly enough, today is MLK day, a day that everyone is supposed to remember the vision of unity, but unity does not sell as much in this attention economy of ours, hence it's best to keep the positive messages short.
I'm not trying to be a cynic, I'm really not, but there are days, just like today, that I wonder if our ability to collaborate at scale with our political tooling will forever be attached to fanatism and unnecessary conflict. Which is to say, that the idea that we will one day find Harmony and peace is a pipeline dream we should archive next to unicorns.
We seem to thrive in conflict, to a point that when there isn't one, we fabricate it. This weekend is a good example of my point, but of course you can throw a rock into the night and hit an epitome.
Not to leave anyone with a bitter taste in their mouth, this short rant of mine is not a doomsday omen or anything that tragic. I'm simply venting a little and this blog is the ideal place to do so.
Humanity... How fickle can we be, and it's just Monday.
