It never happens any other way


The title was uttered by the time-traveller in Dirk Gently’s after a classic time paradox loop > he caused the disaster he was trying to fix from the future. He says this in a sad, deflated, scratchy voice…
This is a perfect reindition of the trajectory of the Mans’ world. The bio-catastrophy we’re facing isn’t an error or by-product. It simply never happened any other way.

Contemplating the coming year 2019 really makes me despondent and resigned on how many more years we will see on this planet. The figure for self-destruction of Y chromosome is 4.6million years. The reality is that we don’t have even 4.6 decades. There’s no guarantee on 4.6 months in fact. The human Y has been so industrious that It exceeded its’ 5 year plan with Honours of excellence in all round death & female suffering.

When it happens – it was never meant to happen any other way. It was programmed to happen 400 million years ago with the birth of maleness in sharks. Female sharks have retained the ability of parthenogenesis when kept apart from males for a long time – 2 have reproduced this way in 2 separate zoos in the past decade. We human XXs have the ability to to do it through several technologies, or maybe even naturally once males leave the picture. Of course They never will. Trust Your Perceptions has described how they’re bypassing the drastic fall in sperm count to 10% of preWWII level via fertility clinics.

It’s not a matter of IF anymore. It hasn’t been since advent of industrialisation a mere 2.5 centuries ago – the beginning of the end. The film Take Shelter captures my emotion vividly. In it a father experiences visions of the world’s end, makes preparations which are dismissed as szichophrenic. In the end his deaf daughter shows it to be real.
The novel Flight behaviour accomplishes the same thing on paper. Monarch butterflies signal the coming of colossal landslide just as protagonist manages to sort out her human troubles & begin her life in the ruins of coerced marriage & chilbearing. Both projects capture the crazy-making atmosphere of being the lone truth-teller/seer of the impeding apocalypse. The male character in the film knows it through instinct < The female one in book sees it via environmental science.
The movie Melancholia has the same pattern & subject. The latter has a fem. bent as the woman’s depression is so clearly just perception of reality & its’ logical catastrophic end. We all know how psychiatry is built on pathologising womens’ truth-seeing + reaction. Whereas the superficial interpretation is that she’s simply upset by her newlywed male spouse leaving her.

The truth is out there and it’s so obvious. Notice how 4 projects I’ve listed were all produced in the last 6 years and all flew under the radar. The films were artsy indies that brought in no money, with only 1 accolade for Melancholia in Cannes for the actress’ performance. Dirk Gently’s saw bad ratings by culty niche standards and was cancelled after 2 short seasons. The novel was swept under the Tree Hugger blanket.

Artists FEEL it in their bones thanks to their sensitivity.
Scientists KNOW it via their data.
We all SEE it when we witness & get sick from the pollution; + plastic-fantastic consumption all around us.
We live on the Titanic that has already hit the iceberg..but the musicians’re still playing. Like Dido sang: We will go down with this ship.

.]~and the Ys will masturbate furiously to the doom…


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