I remember watching weather reports on TV as a kid, and thinking how funny it was that the weather was so sensationalized.
Now, on an app, I look at the weather forecast tomorrow “82, 45mph wind” and think, holy shit! That’s a lot of wind!
“You used to play football?”
Yeah.
“What, wide receiver?”
Middle linebacker.
“Were you a lot bigger then?”
Now, it was about that time he got suspicious.
I was fast, I said.
Too fast for him-he never realized that I was an 8 story tall creature from the Paleolithic Era.
Sometimes the best thing to say is, “Good Luck.”
Because when your 40 minute commute grows to 2 hours, the coin flip you lost starts to curve to the Bad end of the Luck Continuum.
Further down the line are the people in the car accidents that caused my delay.
So, Good Luck.
If the content is a problem, talk about the content, but you cannot erase human creativity by fire.
There are worse and more violent things, but burning books is on the same destructive and ignorant continuum
Being afraid is fine. Being afraid of change is normal. Being afraid of what your children are exposed to is fine.
Burning books is a fragrantly stupid thing to do. The event is a fear rally and follows from dangerous extremist rhetoric.
Let fear be your guide. Fear change above all else. Double down on your own belief system, surround yourself with like-minded peers, disregard empathy for your enemies, instead label your enemies as less human than you, ignore data, let emotion drive, burn books.