There's Life on Garbage Island
Happy 4/20! Blaze one!
Hi friends!
Today is for joyously celebrating 4/20, the absolute best nonsense holiday we have in these jagged times! No shade to National Donut Day or the groundhog community, but this one predates hashtags and has getting high as its central tenet. Today we salute the best plant on goddess’s green earth because so many of us would not have survived the past few years without her warm embrace, and yes, all the weed we smoke comes from female plants, so pay your respects to Mother.
Even for those of us who are not career stoners, edibles have steadily risen as one of our best and brightest coping mechanism. Where alcohol consumption is on the decline with both Gen Z and olds, weed is casually thriving, helping us all endure the medical condition of being alive and making our sandwiches taste amazing.
There is something so clean and innocent about popping a gummy. Need a good night’s sleep? A break from ruminating the misdeeds of the day? A jolly way to dissociate on your afternoon Zoom? Have a jaunty little candy — don’t mind if I do! Sure, each day that passes my soft-scrambled brains turns more and more into this, but it is what it is.
A quick scan of the zeitgeist (and the astrology of this week) and I just know too many of us are on the brink. Personally, I have found great comfort in letting the sea of absurdity wash over me gently. I’m even starting to enjoy the ebb and flow of my own sanity. Who needs stability when we have the unhinged excitement of societal collapse? Who needs an end to the madness when we have endless fodder for a dystopian culture blog? I’m just keeping extremely busy, listening to the AI version of Kanye West sound incredible singing every pop song ever written and then wondering if it’s ok for me, a Jewess, to enjoy it all so much. Are we bringing cancel culture to the uncanny valley? Let me know what you think.
Now on to my absolute favorite news story of the week that could not be more 2023 if it tried — the community of coastal sea creatures found living on the massive garbage island trapped between California and Hawaii in the Pacific. What makes this story one for the annals of The Age of Unhingement™️ is that these creatures were not simply found living, they were found thriving. These are elite coastal creatures, used to the cushy close-to-land lifestyle, and there they were, found thousands of miles into the open ocean, living well on literal trash.
Are you as inspired as I am? These lil guys found a floating heap of garbage and made a beautiful home, embraced their new neighbors (community!), and prospered beyond expectations, shocking every judgmental little scientist observing them. If that’s not the energy I’m bringing to the rest of this year, I don’t know what is.
Less Lessons More Blessin’s™️
Liz