Maybe it's time to consider that the whole, horrible, commoditized mess is the problem, and that having hundreds of billions of dollars spent on pumping more, into our eyes and ears and minds, as a part of everyday, monetizing life, just to keep us distracted, becomes the logical, profitizing, expansion of making sure that nothing will change, until it all falls apart. An epic of an epic, season of the finale.
Sure, it will be a spectacle a second extravaganza, to out do even a Michael Bay movie, or HBO, or Marvel, franchise, but it isn't going to leave us much, after the credits roll, and nobody's fit to do anything but act out their own brutalizing expressions of striking, tearing, and rending, horror gasams. Everyone expressing, in fact, one last purge of rage, and revenge, as ultimate, ending pleasure. A gestalt of gore and excess that would have made even Caligula blush.
This is where we are heading now. And it will end us unless we stop the mindless consumption in the first place. Stop thinking that work can only be an ever increasing process of competitive destruction; thinking that because the great maw of electrified production will brook no excuses for lessening ever more rounds of "MORE" (making want amplification mandatory); to pour down a planet that can't take any "more," in capital letters. Which only bottom lines to more violence, and more fear, in the name of manipulation, to keep the addiction going. And thus more of the thinking of only one's self, and what you can get, to be the only "values," that matter, exclusively; no matter what it does to the rest of the world, and the people, and other living things, that are in it.
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