There was once a beautiful jewel of a little blue planet hanging in the tapestry of space. The Galaxy all around was devoid of any signs of life. Over the eons of Time, simple life forms developed on the little blue planet, eventually accumulating into a highly complex advance life forms. The planet began to brim with life.
More time passed, and an apex species stepped forth from the mists, conquering fire and foe and every obstacle that stood before it. In time, this species became even more adept, developing agriculture and vast civilizations.
All manner of endeavors and knowledge followed in their footsteps over the whole planet. Astrophysicist peered into the vast regions of space, biologist catalogued the billions of species found. Accountants and engineers got busy making money and everybody joined in to convert the planet’s vast resources into human objects. Science and medicine developed vast bodies of knowledge and insight, geologists and biochemistry, paleontology and every imaginable discipline sprang forth. Their domination and understanding was all but complete, or so they all thought.
In time, some of these disciplines detected disturbing anomalies. They brought these anomalies to the attention of their departments, who in turn shared the findings with a few others. More anomalies were found. Eventually, journalists learned of these anomalies and more investigations were undertaken. Heads of state were notified, and corporations took interest. More and more anomalies were still found and the entire process repeated itself, again and again. The conclusion was clear: planetary habitability would fast come to an end. It was undeniable.
So what did the scientist then do? They went back to their instruments and measurements, tweaked the data sets and checked their computer models. Once again, they reported what they found, and once again, journalists reported their concerns, heads of state were notified and corporations took interest. And then – nothing much happened. None of the institutions and policy makers offered any kind of meaningful response. Insignificant and tiny half-hearted offerings were put on paper and spread around the globe, but the entire civilization continued as before.
Once more, the scientists went back to their instruments and measurements, taking even more measurements. Yes, they were were quite certain now, there really was no room at all for any doubt or inaction – planetary habitability was soon to be severely imperiled for all life forms unless immediate actions were taken. They published their results, where possible, grumbling among themselves that the lack of concern and interest by everyone else was a truly difficult pill to swallow.
And then nothing happened. They all went back to their instruments and their measurements, continuing to record their results and building their models, biding their time until they too, went extinct along with everything else in a horrible upheaval of planetary death. The excuse was that they were only the scientists, they were not responsible to be or to do anything else despite knowing the most above all others what was going to happen. No global alarm was raised. No unified voices of adamant demands occurred. They all just went – extinct, along with everything else.
The little blue planet was now a dead planet, devoid of life.
Never in human history have we had so much knowledge and so much awareness and so little interest and so little responsibility to do the right thing when it matters the most.
Self-preservation, for whatever reason or justification, is meaningless in the face of extinction. It’s also immoral. Those that “know the most” are obligated to shout the loudest when the issue is extinction. There is no submission to “shut up and be quiet”. These men and woman are the “called upon generation” of heroes that need to step forward no matter what, breaking their bonds of silence and submission, shattering the barriers of “acceptable speech and methods” enforced upon them.
But as the story above shows, they’re intending to go extinct along with everyone else, refusing to save even their own selves by calling for a global emergency and the brightest minds to immediately put forth an effort to save humanity.
That’s why I’m angry with them. Those that can, to date – won’t. They’re not heroes. Their just like everyone else.