It is that moment in the schoolyard when the summer water play has just spun out of control. As the crowd of pupils goes into a hormone-fueled frenzy, it doesn’t matter anymore who you hit with your water pistol or water balloon. Everyone just wants to get a piece of the action. They all want to hit anything or anyone just to score a point, just to pass on the energy that was passed on to them by someone else. The innocent water play soon turns into an angry western movie brawl. Laughter turns into cries as someone gets injured. There are no sides anymore, no victims and perpetrators as everyone loses track of who started the trouble first.
Then, all of a sudden, the water is switched off by the school principal. A moment of sanity prevails, as counting of the casualties commences. And the story begins all over again, with the next brawl, the next war, countless of times over and over throughout our human history. Every time propaganda, lies and polarisation ravage through our society like a virus, we turn into zombies: hungry for blood, driven by our most primal instincts.
And there you are, standing in the middle of the crowd, realising that somehow you escaped the spell. You are the only one who hasn’t been turned into a zombie. As you begin to fake a zombie walk, the other zombies notice that you smell different. They have clocked your bluff. It doesn’t matter that you are the only sane one. Now you are the witch that needs to be thrown in the bonfire. The Socrates that must drink the poison. The Martin Luther King that needs to be terminated.
Our greatest enemy is the loss of our sanity. As bloodthirsty hate and polarisation overtake society, they feed on each other, feeding the hurricane of lies that bring yet more lies, covid cases that give rise to yet more covid cases. The energy of the zombie mob now belongs to the hurricane. It belongs to the skies. They are now the ones who decide what happens next.
As climate change accelerates and we come closer and closer to a global crisis, rather than reaching into the last remaining reserves of our sanity, we are turning into zombies. It appears we are living the moment in the water fight right before the water is switched off, for good.
Who can stop the zombie mob?
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