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{{image|Bulltards|png|Some [[bulltard]]s speaking [[cryptobabble]], yesterday.}}}}We tend to name our epochs in hindsight, by reference to the catastrophe that ended them: “antediluvian”; “pre-pubescent”; “pre-historic”; “pre-crisis”. | |||
A wishfully revisionist habit, since the one thing that cannot define a given period is the crisis that will eventually do for it. Especially if the people of that period have no reasonable inkling of what is coming. | |||
But these hysterical times may be the exception that proves that rule. This time, we ''do'' know it is coming. It ''does'' fashion our behaviour: no-one with a functioning cerebellum has any doubt ''we are in [[End of days|the end of days]]'', and that we must therefore make what hay we can before the remaining sunlight blooms into ''supernova''. | |||
There is nothing to be done: our {{plainlink|https://www.chathamhouse.org/2017/03/michael-gove-trouble-experts|faith in experts}} is gone. Our [[Blockchain as a service|trust in institutions]] is gone. Our belief in principles is gone. Our hope for the future is gone. No-one understands, or believes, ''anything'' any more.<ref>© Adam Curtis, constantly, between 1995 and 2021.</ref> | |||
All that remains is our unshakeable collective conviction ''in a total lack of conviction''. This is what now to spurs us all on: the magnetic horror of being pulled, by the force of sheer, morbid fascination, towards an inarticulate, dark doom — a door to unspeakable guignol that is yet slightly ajar. We are as freshly-infected plague victims, consigned to our fate, acting out a ''danse macabre'' while we await the onset of symptoms: a desperate, decadent, demented tarantella, because we are ''so munted we might as well spin the wheel of fortune'' and watch it clatter with whatever we find in our pockets — because — ''well, why not''? What ''else'' is there to do? | |||
''Why not'' just enjoy the obliterated husk of what’s left of our [[The End of History and the Last Man|post-historical project]]? | |||
This is the ''[[bulltard]]'' era. | ''Why not'' enjoy the fireworks when it goes up in smoke? | ||
Since, like unharnessed skydivers, we are falling to our certain death, ''why not'' just unclothe and, for the fleeting minutes we still have that are free of the Earth’s surly bonds, just deliriously ''tumble'', free and unchained, in this way optimising exhilaration on our final ride? | |||
What the hell: buy Shiba-inu. [[NFT|Mint some dopey tweet]] on the [[blockchain]] and sell it for [[bitcoin|monopoly money]]. Go wildly long Tesla — ''who cares''? We’re off the cliff and there are only moments left, so what else is there to do? | |||
All these moments, lost in time. This is the ''[[bulltard]]'' era. | |||
{{sa}} | {{sa}} | ||
*[[End of days]] | |||
*[[Cryptobabble]] | *[[Cryptobabble]] | ||
*[[Bitcoin]] | *[[Bitcoin]] | ||
*[[Global financial crisis]] | *[[Global financial crisis]] | ||
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