Lightning Without Rain
All night the sky flashed and growled, thunder rolling over the house as lightning lit up our bedroom window. The show was spectacular—even without much rain. That big window at the foot of our bed is usually a portal to the stars, but last night it was the storm itself that stole the stage.
This morning the storm is still hanging on, though it brought little relief. Our part of the world is desperate for water. Out back sits the catchment basin—our little man-made pond that swallows the runoff from the whole development. A real downpour will fill it in eleven minutes. By morning, it’s dry again. A snapshot of our larger reality: quick flashes of hope, followed by drought.
The storm cooled the air for now, but the bigger storm—our climate crisis—keeps heating up. And here comes another player in the disaster: Artificial Intelligence. I just watched a sobering video showing how A.I. is set to drive energy use through the roof. Soon, A.I. alone will consume as much energy as the entire nation of Japan. One A.I. search already uses ten times the electricity of a regular computer search.
At a moment when we need real leadership to face this crisis, we’re saddled with the worst possible president—a man too consumed by his own delusions to care about the planet he’s leaving behind.
If you want more of Kadizzle’s take on our mentally ill president and the disasters piling up, head over to the National Association for the Advancement of Humanity: https://naftaoh.blogspot.com/
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