I fucking hate this. Its all for literally nothing. For fucking money. Money. Imaginary pieces of paper. Even worse, imaginary numbers on a fucking screen. Data. It’s all for fucking nothing. We won’t avoid the 1.5 C mark, and it might come in 5 years. 2 C would mean basically the end of any semblance of normal, at all, and the collapse of the global south. Forget even 3 degrees, I’d probably already be dead. They won. They fucking won. No revolution in the Imperial Core is possible. Everyone is a chud, or a lib, or a left anticommunist. We can’t fucking win. It’s over. The world is over.
Life won’t continue in any semblance of anything recognisable and even if it did the fact is little comfort when I am worrying for my friends and family. I don’t really give a shit about the human race as a concept. I give a shit about all the people I love and I give a shit about all the people everyone else loves and will miss.
Neither do the people who brought this upon us