Hordes!

There aren't any news stories available that lead me away from the previously stated, so while we await another string of ridiculous events worthy of collective derision, please, take a moment to look towards stars reflecting a better world. That's right babies, it's crackpot utopia time! Sip that kool-aid deep.

I'm tired of living through steampunk, paging through seventy year old adverts promising a future that hasn't arrived. It can be unhealthy. But with so much information available, it's become difficult to discern what technological hope to grab onto. We're left investing in an unfulfilling present, rife with entertainment built around the void.

But ah to avoid tipping the scales back to an anarchic pastoralism, to accept the complexity and live, avoiding a fearful retreat. That's the trick.

Courtesy cannot be sustained without some reference to a larger ideal, an illusory hope. What internal picture do I use to drive the boogeyman away? That of an edumacated world. If people approached each other expecting logic to be the common ground between them, they might smile for a change, unpursuaded by those who badmouth untold numbers of Others.

Here's to that mythical society of good natured people, who fail to envision a world which seeks their destruction.