Squawkin’ ‘Bout Our Evolution: A Message to My Sisters
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Posted:Sep 20, 2013 7:51 pm
Last Updated:Nov 14, 2013 5:33 pm
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Those of you who skim through these blog entries looking for sex stories can stop reading this one now. I have more on my mind these days than getting laid… well, more than JUST getting laid.
The more time I spend in the chatrooms here at Senior Sizzle – by which I mostly mean the ‘Gender Exchange’ room, where I spend more time than probably is healthy - I realize that the majority of us have no sensitivity to the lateness of the hour, and I am not talking about so many of us being night owls… Many of the younger ‘girls’ I talk to have no real skills except ‘dancing’ and selling themselves online, and have no thought to their future. For a generation raised with very little exposure to religion or mythology, they lie to themselves constantly; that the government will take care of them when they get older, that the current relative luxury of our society will continue, that – as several of the girls put it – ‘science will think of something’. Few among them watch news reports, fewer still read news sites, even less I’m sure look to outlets outside the mainstream for that information which those who run the first two sources are deliberately keeping from them. There are those out there, sisters, who have an active interest in keeping us ignorant, who will keep feeding us a mind-numbing diet of reality shows, game shows, deliberately facile and vacuous ‘talk’ shows because they don’t want us to know what is on our horizon, don’t want us to prepare, have a vested interest in seeing us not survive. Either their religion tells them we are damned, or they just plain hate us for what we are – the end result is the same; we are an almost impossibly maligned and misinformed minority, and it’s up to us to save ourselves because no one else will or wants to. I will be long dead before the worst of it arrives, but many of you will not – those among you that still have ears, listen close… Alison loves you enough to risk sounding like Chicken Little because the sky is already beginning to fall, and we all share the same barnyard – even with those animals more ‘equal’ than us. Everything I am about to say is already coming true, and can be verified by online sources you can find yourselves with a little searching and diligence; if you only believe half of what I’m about to tell you, please, PLEASE look. Look and – I promise - you will find.
The world passed peak oil production around 1965 (before I was even born) and has been drawing on reserves ever since. Currently we use five barrels for every one we draw from the ground, and are accelerating our consumption almost exponentially. In twenty years we will start to feel the pinch, at which time the oil lobby will probably win the fight to plunder Alaska and whatever oil fields are left elsewhere, if they haven’t indeed done so earlier. In forty to fifty years we will be in genuine crisis – the reserves will be gone, and the very last drops of the blood of the Earth will be trickling from the wells. Those of you who are expecting to fill the gaps with windpower and solar aren’t monitoring those industries, as both rely primarily on the steady and readily available supply of cheap plastics to build and maintain their devices(wind turbines, while being ostensibly made of metal, have hundreds of plastic parts and require copious amounts of machine oil to function). Ethanol has also proved to be a bust, and all projections we were given in the past were created with the conceit that science would discover an inexpensive method of production – this has not happened, and recent studies show that energy from green algae (which was but briefly the golden hope) will only be cheaper to produce than gas when diesel fuel costs $800 a gallon - which it eventually will. Nuclear energy is not only dangerous, but far more polluting than all other options unless we pretend that Three Mile Island, Chernobyl and Japan’s recent disaster were not the huge red flags we know them to be. We will go there, of course, but the damage it causes – and both the figurative and literal fallout – will just hasten the next stage of the problem, because in less than 100 years the real disaster arrives.
Our entire world, and the economy of nearly every nation, is lubricated with fossil fuels. Commerce wings between continents on jet fuel, steams across the oceans on diesel, buzzes across the cables on electricity produced by coal and oil. The myth of progress – and it is a myth – tells us that we will continue to sophisticate, that our technology will continue to improve until we can blast out of our (poisoned) atmosphere, away from our (depleted) planet and into the stars. On what power? With what energy source? The population of this planet, at current growth rates, will top nine billion well before 2100. Currently we would require one and a half planet Earths to properly feed the population we have now – nine billion mouths is an impossibility, a catastrophe. The Mitsubishi Corporation in Japan has already been stockpiling frozen tuna for years for just this eventuality. There is simply not enough viable farmland to feed so many, and it may prove merciful that the drinkable water will likely run out considerably sooner. (If the natural gas lobby wins the battle over fracking, which will almost certainly taint the aquifers, sooner still.)
When the oil is gone, the coal depleted, energy will become prohibitively expensive (and anyone who pays their own electric bill can inform you this is already happening). The greatest liberating and uniting force t-girls have ever had – our precious internet - will rapidly dwindle as more and more servers power down for the last time. All computers not already powered by hand-crank turbines at this time (as many of the ingeniously designed laptops supplied to in the third world already are) will be cannibalized for raw materials. Power and phone lines will disappear, stolen to be melted down, assuming there is coal enough for the smelter. After the inevitable overpopulation die-off, the world will return to conditions roughly analogous to that seen in the 1700s. And that is actually the optimistic view of our current trajectory.
Despite the tone of the preceding paragraphs, there is real hope to be had – many people have reacted to the recent economic downturn by turning to subsistence farming, by learning functionally sustainable skills and crafts, becoming woodworkers and herbalists and – most importantly at this stage - networking with those of like mind. Human beings, who already are the only animal that can adapt to all climates, will persevere - maybe even thrive again once the crisis has passed. If we haven’t already ‘recycled’ all the printed books, perhaps knowledge will not be too badly depleted to allow for future generations to learn what we could not, or at least from what we did not. (I am not going so far as to suggest that anyone reading this become farmers or craftspeople; the next twenty years will tell if I am right or wrong – you could probably wait until that time to make your hard decisions about the future, although the wisest among the youngest of you would be well served by hedging your bets. Sixteen hundred words in the blog space of a sex dating site would be fortunate to accomplish so much.) I am certain that I am naturally prejudiced towards us, but I believe that we t-girls are an above average lot; that our position outside of mainstream society gives us a better than average ability to trend spot, and that the internal adaptability granted to us by our gender dysphoria can make us invaluable to the future. In shamanic religions and cultures, we are often seen as a sacred third gender – that our position between the sexes gives us supernal mediating power, makes us natural peacemakers and healers.
Currently, however, we are a house divided; to be that which we can be, that which a merciless future needs us to be, we have to first stop bickering and attacking one another – the pointless animosity between the TS and the TV needs to stop. I love each and every one of you as a sister; please try to see the sacred in one another, because we are all beautiful - all of us deserving of love and respect. And make no mistake, those who keep us misinformed want us to be at each other’s throats – as long as we tear each other down none of us can build anything of lasting value. No one will ever waste respect on us if we refuse to respect one another. Neither can we continue to live by ourselves in our glamorous lipstick bubble; everything in this world is directly connected to everything else, and we will be presented with the same two choices as everyone else – adapt or die.
Everything I have written here is an extrapolation of current trends, but nothing is written in stone – as someone smarter than I once wrote, the revolution begins at home – meaning in our day-to-day lives. By finding and uniting with others of like mind and we can shape the future, not just our bodies but the world. Amazing work is already being done – Raven Kaldera and the pointlessly and endlessly persecuted tribe at Cauldron Farm are just one example. Even the most cursory look at the media will tell you that we are the last minority that all others feel they can ridicule and demean, but only if we let them. Together we can be more than the sum of our occasionally artificial parts.
We have always been here, and we are more than just what clothes and hormones make us.
We are already strong; it’s time we realized our own power. We have nothing to lose and everything to gain.
-Alison
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