Let’s play a game. Let’s call it “What if, in 2025 . . .?”
Humanity is wrestling with itself for its own survival. With the blunt instruments of bombs, disinformation overwhelm, and two-party elections, we conduct our philosophical explorations into when the deaths of children are justified, and who has the right to kill them; into whether self-governance is even a worthy goal if it doesn’t achieve utopia, or if it must be shared with those we hate; into whether any miracle on God’s green earth can equal the miracle of a machine that assembles words into something shaped like a poem.
It is inevitable to be tired and fearful. It is easy to be cynical. But for the purposes of this game, let’s not be. Instead, just in this space, let’s let our imaginations run outrageously wild. Think of a history book 100 or 300 years from now. In our wildest hopes, what might it say?
I know this could easily become a laundry list of wishes, beginning and ending with “world peace.” I encourage you to be specific, and maybe confine yourself to two or three What Ifs. Share yours in the comments, or, if you’d rather, email or text them to me, and I can add them to the whole.
I’ll go first:
What if, in 2025, rents don’t go up?
What if, in 2025, every man who puts his hand on a holy book and swears an oath of office is a gentle man?
What if, in 2025, all the old growth forests grow another year older?
Thanks for playing. Frohes Neues Jahr!
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