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<blockquote style="position: relative; padding-left: 55px;"><section><a href="https://mastodon.social/users/jfreebo/statuses/110914406299745858">jfreebo (jfreebo@mastodon.social)'s status on Tuesday, 05-Sep-2023 20:31:22 JST</a><a href="https://mastodon.social/@jfreebo" title="jfreebo@mastodon.social"><img src="https://gnusocial.jp/avatar/136226-48-20230712022018.webp" width="48" height="48" alt="jfreebo" style="position: absolute; left: 0; top: 0;">jfreebo</a><div><a href="https://zirk.us/@jjfphd/110912921631021034" rel="in-reply-to">in reply to</a><ul><li><li><a href="https://gnusocial.jp/user/162636" title="jjfphd@zirk.us">Jill Fellows</a></li></ul></div></section><article><p><a href="https://zirk.us/@jjfphd">@jjfphd</a> <a href="https://sfba.social/@morgan">@morgan</a> that reminds me of this essay, which was written in a different context and is sadly behind a paywall now</p><p> (quote from below fold)<br><a href="https://gen.medium.com/i-lived-through-collapse-america-is-already-there-ba1e4b54c5fc" rel="nofollow noreferrer">https://gen.medium.com/i-lived-through-collapse-america-is-already-there-ba1e4b54c5fc</a></p></article><footer><a rel="bookmark" href="https://gnusocial.jp/conversation/1980578#notice-3976872">In conversation</a><time datetime="2023-09-05T20:31:22+09:00" title="Tuesday, 05-Sep-2023 20:31:22 JST">about a year ago</time> <span>from <span><a href="https://mastodon.social/@jfreebo/110914406299745858" rel="external" title="Sent from mastodon.social via ActivityPub">mastodon.social</a></span></span><a href="https://mastodon.social/@jfreebo/110914406299745858">permalink</a><h4>Attachments</h4><ol><li><label><a rel="external" href="https://gnusocial.jp/attachment/1486410">Collapse is just a series of ordinary days in between extraordinary bullshit, most of it happening to someone else. That’s all it is.One day, I was at work when someone left a bomb at the NOLIMIT clothing store. It exploded, killing 17 people. When these types of traumatic events take place, no two people experience the same thing. For me, it was seeing the phone lines getting clogged for an hour. For my wife, it was feeling the explosion a half-kilometer from her house. But for the families of the 17 victims, this was the end. And their grief goes on.As you can see, this is not a uniform experience of chaos. For some people it destroys their bodies, others their hearts, but for most people it’s just a low-level hum at the back of their minds.What’s that buzzing sound you hear now?Today I assume you went to work. Bad news was everywhere, clogging up your social media, your conversations. Maybe it struck close to you. I’m sorry. Somewhere in your country, a thousand people died. I’m sorry for each of them. A thousand families are grieving tonight. A thousand more join them every day. The pain doesn’t go away, it just becomes a furniture of bones, in a thousand thousand homes.As a nation you don’t seem to mourn your dead, but their families do. Their communities do. Jesus, also, weeps. But for most people it’s just another day. You’ve run out of coffee. There’s a funny meme. This can’t be collapse, because nothing’s collapsing for me.But that’s exactly how collapse</a></label><br><a href="https://files.mastodon.social/media_attachments/files/110/914/406/223/465/351/original/c9256be3e83cb326.png" rel="external">https://files.mastodon.social/media_attachments/files/110/914/406/223/465/351/original/c9256be3e83cb326.png</a></li><li><article><header><div>Domain not in remote thumbnail source whitelist: miro.medium.com</div><h5><a href="https://gen.medium.com/i-lived-through-collapse-america-is-already-there-ba1e4b54c5fc">I Lived Through Collapse. America Is Already There.</a></h5><div> from <span>https://indica.medium.com</span></div></header><div>Living in Sri Lanka during the end of the civil war, I saw how life goes on, surrounded by death</div><footer></footer></article></li></ol></footer></blockquote>

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jfreebo (jfreebo@mastodon.social)'s status on Tuesday, 05-Sep-2023 20:31:22 JSTjfreebo
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@jjfphd @morgan that reminds me of this essay, which was written in a different context and is sadly behind a paywall now
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https://gen.medium.com/i-lived-through-collapse-america-is-already-there-ba1e4b54c5fc
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1. Collapse is just a series of ordinary days in between extraordinary bullshit, most of it happening to someone else. That’s all it is. One day, I was at work when someone left a bomb at the NOLIMIT clothing store. It exploded, killing 17 people. When these types of traumatic events take place, no two people experience the same thing. For me, it was seeing the phone lines getting clogged for an hour. For my wife, it was feeling the explosion a half-kilometer from her house. But for the families of the 17 victims, this was the end. And their grief goes on. As you can see, this is not a uniform experience of chaos. For some people it destroys their bodies, others their hearts, but for most people it’s just a low-level hum at the back of their minds. What’s that buzzing sound you hear now? Today I assume you went to work. Bad news was everywhere, clogging up your social media, your conversations. Maybe it struck close to you. I’m sorry. Somewhere in your country, a thousand people died. I’m sorry for each of them. A thousand families are grieving tonight. A thousand more join them every day. The pain doesn’t go away, it just becomes a furniture of bones, in a thousand thousand homes. As a nation you don’t seem to mourn your dead, but their families do. Their communities do. Jesus, also, weeps. But for most people it’s just another day. You’ve run out of coffee. There’s a funny meme. This can’t be collapse, because nothing’s collapsing for me. But that’s exactly how collapse
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  I Lived Through Collapse. America Is Already There.
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  Living in Sri Lanka during the end of the civil war, I saw how life goes on, surrounded by death

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