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   simsa04 (simsa04@gnusocial.net)'s status on Tuesday, 03-Jan-2023 06:30:01 JST simsa04
   My hope for 2023: That it may not be worse than 2022. Because otherwise it's only a matter of time until people, increasingly exhausted by crises, destitution, and hopelessness, begin to accept war and destruction of societies as way out: If you can't improve things, shatter them, and build anew. That temptation is our greatest threat in 2023.
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     tinydoctor (tinydoctor@mstdn.social)'s status on Tuesday, 03-Jan-2023 12:05:11 JST tinydoctor

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     Therefore, since the world has still
     Much good, but much less good than ill,
     And while the sun and moon endure
     Luck's a chance, but trouble's sure,
     I'd face it as a wise man would,
     And train for ill and not for good.

     A.E. Housman

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     tinydoctor (tinydoctor@mstdn.social)'s status on Tuesday, 03-Jan-2023 12:05:12 JST tinydoctor

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     @simsa04 I can't tell whether that is a modest hope or a grandly immodest one. As Mrs. Dr. Omed says, the world is always ending, but it the pace of the ending seems gaining speed and intensity. I feel 2023 will be better than 2022, but that is unjustified as far as I can see. Maybe we get a little bump before the next downhill. There is a saying, if you are falling, dive.

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     simsa04 (simsa04@gnusocial.net)'s status on Tuesday, 03-Jan-2023 12:24:01 JST simsa04

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     I don't feel doomed and I don't feel down. I was describing in a distant manner a trait I see in people all around. Something I first grasped in long hours of the banquets, when after 16 hours of a shift that was still far from its end people turned on each other in hoplessness and despair, which were the result of exhaustion, primarily. That is: There is less genuine evil or malice in the world, less ill will or intent, than people think. It's their exhaustion and hoplessenss that drives people to beat up their wifes, throw the pets in the dumpster and sell their kids into slavery. Exhaustion and hoplessness. Both are eating at people for many years now and drives them to a ledge where they just wish that all may finally stop and find some ending, so that, if nothing can be saved – and it cannot, due to complexity and the individual wishes of those with a little more power than theirs – then all is better than enduring this limbo, this Great Now, this Never-ending Timelessness. Which is why they rather want things to crumble than to preserve and rebuild. Because it feels to them that rebuilding from the ashes somehow seems more *realistic* and *less* painful than to keep on trying. And I only hope they don't embrace this cheap exit. I'm far more #postdoom than one may realise, in both meanings of the word. A happy new year to you and Mrs. Dr. Omed. Did she play the reed organ in one of the tenshows lately?
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     tinydoctor (tinydoctor@mstdn.social)'s status on Tuesday, 03-Jan-2023 12:24:02 JST tinydoctor

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     @simsa04 As far as me feeling better about 2023, I'm such an instinctual contrarian, it may be reaction to everyone around feeling down, feeling doomed.