I am having an existential crisis right now. It began with the realisation that I have a writer’s block. Grew more on reading through today’s headlines (climate change is real, we will all die, what is the point of anything), and got seriously triggered when a certain Medium daily digest article appeared in my inbox – something on the lines of “use Tinder to be a better writer – for all the lonely hearts out there.”
After the initial level of moping and wallowing is cleared, my brain enters therapist mode. Writer’s block we can solve, by writing about it itself, and here I am. Tinder I have downloaded, now I am a better writer. Climate change is where I get stuck. I mean I could listen to Trump for once and say “I don’t believe it. It is China pranking us.” However, just thinking of the President of the United States intensifies my existential crisis.
But obviously, this isn’t just my existential crisis. It is as much mine as it is yours (this is contagious). Now that I have roped you in with me, let me teach you to deal with it, like I deal with it. There is no escaping.
Highlighting The Problem In Red
Let’s follow in the footsteps of The Guardian, and call a spade a spade by changing the language we use to refer to the environment. Climate change is so passive, we should rather call it a ‘climate emergency’ or a ‘climate catastrophe,’ like global warming is being called global heating (I could go a step further and call it global frying).
Moping And Wallowing
This is classic break-up therapy. You sit back, go over and over the good times, think of everything that went wrong. Accept your mistakes. Have a lot of chocolate (a slight deviation from the metaphor). And finally, dust it off and get your life on earth back together.
Give Me A To-Do List
Countering Climate Catastrophe (CCC) needs a to-do list. Here’s requesting all world governments to release their to-do lists! What is your action plan? What do you have to show for everything you said and promised? We have waited. Gotten over the moping and wallowing. Sadly, you haven’t. You are looking at someone to blame. We are blaming you. Let’s quit the blame game and move to damage control already.
Ticking Off The To-Do List
The joy of ticking things off a to-do list is unparalleled. My imagination is moving dangerously close to something utopian. It is a long way before we start ticking things off. But it is a goal to aspire to. We deserve accountability for the action plan. We are the instruments of accountability. We are the ones condemning the free-loaders of this existential crisis. It is our fingers that point to the glitch in the machinery. It is we who are stuck in the existential crisis.
In conclusion, my writer’s block might have cleared. Tinder is under contemplation. The existential crisis is far from resolved. Also hopelessly waiting for Trump’s impeachment.
DISCLAIMER: don’t let my sense of humour take away from the seriousness of the situation. It is an existential crisis in its truest sense. I have merely tried to get everyone to sit up and take notice, through the only means I know.