#pessmism

Back in 1991, a psychologist named Harold Zullow published research suggesting that the emotional content of songs in the Billboard Hot 100 chart could predict recessions. Hits containing “pessimistic rumination” (“I heard it through the grapevine / Not much longer would you be mine”) tended to predict an economic downturn. His successor is a young economist named Hisam Sabouni, who reckons that a computer-aided analysis of Spotify streaming gives him an edge in forecasting stock market movements and consumer sentiment.

Yes I’m scared of bad things happening to myself, my loved ones, and everyone else but something I also worry about that I don’t see brought up much:

Governments and people in power erase the history and culture of people they don’t like or want around.

That’s a HUGE part of the reason we’re missing so much, whether it be about lesbians or non-Christian religion. People went in and destroyed “pagan” religious texts and mythologies and monuments, poetry by Sappho and I guarantee countless other wealthy (educated women). (For a few examples)

As a history person I know damn well that’ll happen to us too. When the dystopia’s over and people are putting things together again, how many generations will grow up with no history for themselves and their communities? No past other than murder/torture/imprisionment/opression? And you can say “the internet’s full of it!” The internet also relies on access to it and is easily erased. Physical copies aren’t perfect solutions, but they can be hidden and be preserved for dozens, hundreds, even thousands of years.

Fund-raising for an English Translation of two Antinatalist Books:

NOTE: The following rant (in italics) is a product of my increased frustrations in life and are not meant to be taken seriously. This post should not raise concerns regarding my negative views about my life and my future, but rather to share what's on my mind and perhaps give some advice on dealing with your pessimistic attitude towards life. Remember, there's no telling when this pessimistic view of mine might change.

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Do you ever begin to reminisce

When happiness appears to be amiss?

It fills the void...

I come back to this silly notion

that you could restore my prior devotion. 

In this sea of doubt:

I'm inclined to beg for a fatal fallout.

Oh yes, the pessimist!

He who sees the glass half empty

Will allow despair such easy entry.

Wandering, Wondering,