Intense Demoralization
Living this moment out just outside of Minneapolis my heart …
Just now, I was in the living room as we watched the pistons.
Amazon has recently started streaming certain NBA games.
The thought occurred to me—what if AI gets embedded into sports announcing?
Like instead of Dwayne Wade it’s just… a synthetic version of an amalgamation.
Is that good for anyone?
The listener? The broadcasters?
I fear this among so many other slow and pervasive shifts are designed to break our humanity.
The phrase RESIST rolls off the tongue and lives rent free in my head as all of the mayhem heated up here when Renee Good was shot and murdered by ICE. I still regret that I hadn’t yet truly opened my eyes to the deportation tactics were seemingly interchanged with kidnapping and brutality.
Manufactured chaos.
This summer, I actually listed to 48 Laws of Power because I knew it’s a book Trump loves and I wanted to understand to possibly get ahead of or at least learn to identify the psychological warfare tactics as they’ve been being deployed amongst the people.
It’s all so consuming, overwhelming and dark. And human connection truly does feel like slow internet dial up in some ways. Not just now, but it’s been shifting towards this for a long while.
I remember going to run errands with my dad especially back in the day and observing the way adults greeted one another. I joked that nobody cared to listen to the response when one said “how’s it going?” but what’s sadder to me now is the way we don’t even greet each other in the first place a lot of the time.
Is this just a false context MN Nice sort of thing? Does that question mean I’m questing my realty? SHOULD I BE QUESTING MY REALITY? I mean… YES. Yes? The mental abuse we’e enduring rattles everything.
Demoralization is a real weapon.
I’m more than worried about it.
I’ve been cycling and cycling on what to do about it. I do things here and there but don’t feel like it’s truly enough and in my spirit I know it will take all hands on deck in different capacities to repair, reimagine and overcome. Taking a moment to write about it has been more cathartic than I imagined.
Seeds planted after gathering insights.
Sprouts, thoughts, new beginnings—which will grow?
Nurture. Care. Work. Maintenance. Evaluation. Patience.
Time will tell. Continue the fight. If it’s slow because it’s steady, okay then. Just don’t look away for too long and remember we all have a right to exist.
Processing is a series that makes space for topics beyond the bounds of space and reflect the attempt to untangle layers to recognize