It’s come to my attention that people love apocalyptic fantasies–stories about society falling into chaos for one reason or another, like zombies, or vampires, or a biological/technological catastrope, or a giant meteor, or a (possibly race- or ideology-based) civil war.
And to a large extent, they like them, because they fantasize about living in a world in which they’re free to take action with impunity, specifically, to murder their fellow human beings without facing consequences. And they’re justified in doing so (in these fantasies) because the drive to survive in chaos justifies anything.
Of course, in the real world, catastrophes occasionally do happen. And when they do, civil society can be disrupted for some time. But when that happens, invariably, the majority of ordinary people immediately start working together to try to help others.
Like when the World Trade Center was destroyed and chaos descended upon Manhattan, many, many people, including rich celebrities, dropped what they were doing. Some of them risked their lives to save others. Some of them set up relief stations for rescue workers. These things happened fast.
This kind of thing isn’t limited to Americans. In 1947, when India was partitioned, my father, then a pre-teen, was living with his family in Panjab, near what was to become the border between India and Pakistan.
My father’s family was Hindu, but they, like many Indians, lived in a mixed society. At some point, news of the slaughter between Hindus and Muslims started spreading. And my father’s Muslim neighbor came over to say “If things get bad, come to our house. We will protect you.”
This isn’t extraordinary heroism or courage. It’s the ordinary, every-day heroism and courage that ordinary human beings just trying to survive from day to day display in order to care for the people around them, be they strangers or no.
And yet our apocalyptic fantasies are more along the lines of The Walking Dead, in which the survivors of the apocalypse prey on each other. And even the news focuses on “looters,” who most of the time are just people trying to survive.
And there also seems to be a trend among younger people to wish for “the meteor” or “the asteroid” to destroy life on our planet, which has become unbearable because of, say, climate change, or politics. That might start as a joke, but it can feed a person’s decision-making.
Instead of giving in to despair, instead of fantasizing about the end of the world, or a chaotic world in which one is free to act brutally with impunity, go out there and find the people who need help, because helping people feeds your sense of hope, your sense of value, and makes you happier, and makes the world better.
There are homeless people in your town. There are addicts. There are people who are suffering from abuse or neglect. There are people being victimized by predatory lenders. There are people who have lost their homes in natural disasters or wars or economic or political chaos. There are people fleeing from violence or deprivation.
You have skills. You can do things. You might be an accountant or a financial planner. Maybe you can build or fix things. Maybe you can organize a relief center. Maybe you can give legal advice. Maybe you can arrange for mental health treatment. Maybe you can drive someone to the doctor, or deliver groceries, or pay someone’s school lunch bill.
You can do something for someone who needs it. If you’re feeling despair over the fate of the world, go out and create hope for someone else.