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World War Three caught us all by surprise. We were all looking forward to Covid being over and then the very day that it was declared cured/the government couldn't be bothered dealing with it any more, Russia invade Ukraine, so instead of then repeat of the Roaring Twenties, we're going to get a repeat of the booming 1910s, but this time with the Nazis. No one even had to shoot an Archduke to make it happen this time.
War in Europe. What a lovely surprise and well done to 2022 for somehow managing to make this year worse than the last one. What's 2023 going to have to do to beat this? The destruction of the human race? Play the game 2023 - it's got to be worse, but it's no good if there's no one around to experience it.
The nuclear deterrent doesn't really seem to be working any more as it doesn't take into account that the people in charge of the button might be fucking crazy and only care about themselves. Even if there's a conventional war, if someone like Putin or Trump was losing and thought it was all over for them, what's to stop them threatening to blow up the rest of the world? And what's to stop them then doing it? The chances of there not being an insane world leader who will press the button between now and the end of civilisation seems pretty unlikely to me. In fact if it doesn't happen this century I'd be pretty surprised. Pleasantly surprised obvs.
We're going out with a bang one way or another.
What was the point in surviving cancer if I can just die in a war. I wish I hadn't bothered now.
Anyway, everything carries on normal (in the UK at least) for now, just getting worse in tiny increments ever day. Even if somehow the situation in Ukraine is resolved peacefully we're heading for some. So it's weird that day to day life just continues. Until suddenly it doesn't. My generation has been supremely lucky to live in this cushy period of relative peace (at least at home) and prosperity and technological advance. I wonder when the best period to be alive in history was. I suppose people born in the early 50s and dying in the early 2020s had it pretty good, all things considered. Again I am talking about the UK. Plenty of people elsewhere have had the shittiest of times.
I reckon we came close to getting it right. There was probably a time in the 90s where had we made all the right choices the world might have gradually become a pretty good place for everyone. Or maybe conflict and ultimate self-destruction is inevitable.
I thought that the internet might save us all - the ability to contact everyone in the world and for a grassroots movement to develop where we all realised our similarities and refused to fight each other any more, leading to world peace… I guess I got that arse about tit. And arse about tit was probably the main positive that the internet gave us. The internet has just managed to fuel conflict and create imaginary ones that people never really cared about before. Because we're all fuck ups. Amazing, creative, curious, brilliant fuckwits who came close to getting it right, before getting it unbelievably wrong. But we did better than the fish or the monkeys or the dinosaurs. So well done us.
