It seems many people, these days, are growing fearful about our future. Fearful that the economy will stay in the toilet. Fearful that the climate will stay in the oven. Fearful that the military will stay in the oven-toilet known as the Middle East.

Our kids get dumber as our computers get smarter. Our attention spans are getting shorter all the while our waistlines and our wartimes are growing longer. Money is shrinking as life spans increase. The food supply is tainted and the drug supply is pure. Inspiration and creativity are depleting as search engines and channel packages expand. Corporations grow larger and the work force diminishes. Your job sucks and they don’t care about you.

Do you feel it? Or is it just me? I think you feel it. I think everybody feels it; the growing tension that builds in the backs of our minds and subconsciously tells us that we’re approaching a tipping point.

Well I’m here to tell you to fear not, lil’ campers. We ARE approaching a tipping point and it is GOOD.

Now I’m not talking about some apocalyptic Biblical bullshit here. You won’t find me standing on a street corner telling you the end is near. Jesus ain’t coming. Neither is Allah, L. Ron Hubbard or Elvis. But eventually we, as a people, are going to stop and say, “I’m mad as hell and I’m not gonna take it anymore!” It’s just gonna take a little more time and a little more frustration. But, just like your unemployment extension, the check is in the mail.

We, here at Heavy Hitters, are constantly railing against the horrific absurdity of popular culture’s influence on the world. Fantasy and reality are colliding like accelerated particles in the Large Hadron Collider, and it feels like the resulting Dark Matter is going to consume us all. From politics to television to music to comedy to YouTube, all the signs point to end. The fantasy world and the real world have converged. When a vapid, pretentious, supermodel celebrity like Naomi Campbell is involved in a major world news story and her testimony is key to the prosecution of a war lord, the knee jerk reaction is to think this is it. A seal has been broken and behold a pale horse and its rider’s name was Naomi and Hell followed her and all that shit.

Our viewing habits have been dominated by mental masturbation programming like Jersey Shore and our top news stories are dominated by the imbibing habits of Lindsay Lohan and the sexual practices of Kendra.

We focus on the trivial. We are so consumed by it that it makes us blind.

Folks protest about the construction of a mosque and its location to the sacred World Trade Center memorial without realizing that perhaps the construction of McDonald’s next to sacred mosques is part of what led to the tragedy in the first place.

Our government debates about guns; who can have them and what type of guns. And then we arm the world.

We use clean burning fuel to extract oil.

People fight and kill under the pretense of protecting life.

And on and on it goes. It feels desperate. It feels hopeless. It feels like insanity has descended on the populous like a disease. But take a step back for a second. Look at the big picture. These things are not a disease. They are but symptoms of the real disease. And like any disease, if we treat it, the symptoms will disappear.

What is this disease, you ask? Simple; life, as we have come to know it, is not worth living. And we know it.

As a whole, we don’t have much to live for. Why do you think people watch these horrible, mindless reality TV shows where terrible excuses for human beings fight, fuck and forage for fame? Because even in that shitty world, it still provides an escape. It is still better than our lives, working for companies that shit on us as we help them shit on the world. Snookie is a celebrity because, compared to the average American, a life spent drunk, stupid, orange and televised is better than a life spent sober, stupid, enslaved and anonymous.

The American dream where you work hard for a nice house and a nice car and a nice life has turned into an American nightmare where you work hard for a house that is under water, your car burns too much gas and your life is just a never ending cycle of trying to keep your head above water. It’s enough to make a person say, “fuck it.”

People around the world pick up on these silly causes because they have nothing else to do. No real purpose. Some pick up a picket sign. Some pick up a gun. Some pick up a religious text. From Kansas to Kandahar, people seek to give their life meaning without realizing that life has no real meaning but what we give it.

Now before you go and call a hotline and report that the Devil’s Advocate just posted a suicide note on Heavy Hitters, understand that I really enjoy my life. Don’t you worry about me. I’m not going anywhere. For two reasons; first, I think some really interesting shit is about to happen in my lifetime and I wouldn’t want to miss it. And second, if I was going to kill myself, I would do it in the coolest, most badass, memorable way I can think of. I would dress up in a seal costume and tow behind a boat through shark alley, near Cape Town, South Africa, where the great whites leap 10 – 15 feet out of the water looking for a meal. Of course it would all be filmed for your viewing pleasure and aired next year on Shark Week. But don’t count on it.

Fortunately for us, deep down in our psyche, in the reptilian part of our brains, is a survival instinct I am confident will save us and me from a painful, albeit sweet-ass, suicide.

I feel we are moving toward a new age. Call it what you want to, a new enlightenment, a revolution, whatever. Again, labeling it is just a product of our tendency to give meaning and compartmentalize things. But whatever name we give it, the world is going to end up better because of it. And it feels like it is already happening. It must be. If I feel it then certainly others do too.

A few weeks back I posted a column titled, “You Big Dummy.” Check it out if you haven’t read it but to summarize, I feel that humans aren’t as intelligent as we would like to believe. I stand behind that. However, we do have the capacity to think. To reflect on the world we live in and to learn from that world. It is through that reflection that I believe humans will eventually figure out that we create our own being. I won’t get into the typical philosophical rhetoric that turns everything into a paradox and turns many away from philosophy (myself included) I’ll put it into more tangible examples.

The internet has brought us unprecedented access to information from all over the world. Social networking and video sites offer access to information and entertainment from anywhere in the world. (Even China) However, because we are a little dim, the majority of the content on the internet is what a retarded person might call, “Fucking Retarded.” Cats that play piano and rednecks shooting roman candles out of their ass are still the majority genres on these sites. But consider this, it is a relatively new phenomena. The majority population of the planet is used to being a spectator. We grew up passively watching, listening and reading others’ ideas. And old habits are tough to break. But give it time. Eventually we’ll grow tired of video of nut shots and audio of autotune and we’ll figure out that we can provide the content. We will create our own being. Tune out the noise we find cacophonous.

Last week, Steven Slater, the flight attendant who quit so gloriously on a Jet Blue flight, became a folk hero. He is an internet sensation simply because he walked out on his job in a fashion many only fantasize about. Not for long. The days of being a “corporate man,” working loyally for a large corporation are going the way of the Dodo. People are realizing that they don’t need to work for bullshit. They are figuring out that it is not worth it. And it isn’t. They will create their own being.

The last American election proved to be, both, a major historical moment and a major wake up call. People are still amazed that a black man could get elected President through the will of the people and simultaneously disillusioned that the “change” we so desperately rallied behind was nothing more than a marketing ploy of half of our two-party, system. One that wants nothing more than to maintain the status quo. Still, it was an important lesson in creating our own state being.

The examples could go on and on just like this column. Sorry if it wasn’t funny. I just wanted to get this off my chest. I keep hearing too much discussion of fear and loathing and worry. We create the world we live in and we’re learning that. Of course, it isn’t going to be easy or pretty. But nothing worthwhile ever is. People will die. Suffering will happen. People will resist the change. But hey, if you want to make an omelette, right?