I really need a “Look Up” T-shirt.

Since yesterday, I’m a new fan of the movie, “Don’t look up.” The latest sci-fi satire film starring Leonardo DiCaprio directed by Adam Mckay screams with truth. This brilliant analogy for climate change leaves no one indifferent. R absolutely wanted me to watch it, and I can see why. I re-watched it tonight, and my enthusiasm hasn’t subsided.

I think no movie ever before has so brilliantly captured today’s politics, and the mind rotting mediocrity of medias. Adam McKay, and David Sirota’s genius shines in their ability to so perfectly depict humanity. The inability to see life outside of our own narrow views, and the agonizing delusional avoidance we cultivate is unapologetically exposed. Their message is abundantly clear that we could have done so much more to prevent our climate disaster.

The movie protagonists repeated attempts to avoid the worst is the perfect analogy for the failed negotiations to stop fossil fuels use. Climate change is now felt, and seen by everyone undeniably, yet some political factions still tell you: “Don’t look up.” People still go about their days over consuming, and polluting giving their attention to mindless trivia. It’s like two thirds of the population don’t want to see or don’t want to hear, while a remaining third sees, and hears but is muzzled.

From the outrageously harmful, and inefficient construction material, and methods of our houses, to the useless possessions that clutters our world, I’m each day flabbergasted by the average individual inability to think. Think of better solution, think before buying, think further than their immediate gain, or think for future generations. The most sickening part is that the worst automates that damages the environment the most are parents.

As a child, I saw this nonsense, and couldn’t comprehend. In young adulthood I tried to pretend all was fine, but my heart was never deceived. Now, I couldn’t be more proud of my life choices:

• Never to bring an innocent soul in a messed up world they didn’t ask to be in.
• To refuse to fall for the North American car culture, and not purchase a car.
• To constantly strive for more logical, ecological, and respectful ways to meet my basic needs.

Those 3 instinctive guidelines formed naturally as a child. And today’s gratitude journal will be part of my text. I’m beyond grateful for the wise, sensitive, and intuitive child I was. As I reconnect with her with age, young me knew so brilliantly the answers for my life. The repeated accuracy of my childhood answers convinced me to always listen at my younger self.