The world is not doing well. From all sides, we hear these roars rising which are those of the tambourines of hell, a prelude to chaos and war. The traditional war as it is currently taking place in the Middle East or in Ukraine, but also the war of stupidity against reason, of ignorance against knowledge, of lies against the truth.
Let us make no mistake, like that of Adolf Hitler, the coming to power of Donald Trump marks a tipping point in the history of the West. We are on the eve of carnage, of a terrestrial explosion whose tremors will be felt well beyond the borders of America. We must take the measure of this upheaval, of this seizure of power by a man whose thirst for revenge is matched only by his desire to shamelessly march on democracy.
Trump will not give any gifts. He will free himself from all measures to achieve his ends. This time, he holds all the cards; as soon as he returns to the White House, he will shoot them down with the violence that characterizes him. Fascism arrives in America. A feverish, incandescent, muddled and tumultuous populism which will not hesitate to use all means to impose its law. It is enough to read the list of appointments to key positions of the future administration to understand that we are at the dawn of a mode of governance similar in its radicality to that of a dictatorship.
Elsewhere, the world groans under the weight of its antagonisms and its boiled and re-cooked hatreds. In the streets of Amsterdam, we beat up Jews with the same joy as of yesteryear. Before that, we had heard Israeli fans chanting vicious slogans against Arab communities or burning a Palestinian flag.
Where has Jewish wisdom gone, the greatness of a people who have always been able to oppose the barbarity of the world with the learned face of the law and biblical teachings? What are these moans that denigrate the other’s right to exist? And those who hunted down the Jew, what legitimacy do they claim if not that of blind violence, of an agreement to deny Israelis the right to live in peace and security? When will these enemy brothers understand that they are condemned to get along, to accept each other in their respective diversity to offer each of their people the peace and prosperity they deserve?
In Europe, on the borders of Ukraine and Russia, death continues its dirty work. An absurd war where a bored tsar saw fit to resurrect old chimeras, of an empire which would extend its borders even further. Madness, sweet madness which sees men confront each other to defend or conquer a few square kilometers, a vain and bloody war where we fight as we fought in the early days of humanity, in neighborhood quarrels devoid of any grandeur and which make the very idea of civilization a little more ugly every day.
And above all this noise, in the four corners of the Earth, restless skies remind us of our primary duty, that of respecting the natural order of this planet. Climate change is here, it forces us to radically change our behavior but too infatuated with ourselves, too in love with a way of life which nevertheless destroys flora and fauna, we continue to act as if nothing was happening. was barely moved when a flood comes before quickly falling back into our faults.
This widespread inertia, this impossibility of responding to the climatic dangers that threaten us, further reinforces this idea that we are not up to the challenge. That we are cowardly and spineless, indecisive and vain. We live in ignorance of a future which we are nevertheless told that if we do not change anything in our habits, it will be all the more dark and tragica blindness with overtones of renunciation.
So we go, tossed around in a world that is tearing itself apart everywhere. Europe appears to have no resources, France looks more and more like a ghost ship where we play with the budget like we would play with a badminton shuttlecock, conspiracy with the help of social networks debauches individuals one after the other. others, artificial intelligence is preparing to asphyxiate our brains, reason seems to be becoming a rare commodity, the Earth is disrupting itself, and we remain there, motionless, our feet frozen under the wavering weight of our certainties.
Of all the feelings that motivate me in the face of these current or future tragedies, it is shame that predominates. Yes, I am ashamed of this world, of this mortuary comedy on which it seems to feast. I don’t know what to do to fix it, except to withdraw a little more into myself. To aspire to do nothing other than read, listen to music, live in the confines of my passions. Far, very far from the fury of the world whose violence never ceases to exhaust me.
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Source: www.slate.fr
