Missing, Aborted, Half-Alive

Everywhere one looks, the world is heating up, possibilities are exploding or shrinking and people are turning away from one another.

A way to respond is to reduce the certainties paralyzing adults into resignation, complacency, arrogance or despair.

This is where I hope to be of service. I hope to share my sense of the dubious nature of many commonsense beliefs. My suggestions will not replace existing notions with new certainties, but with more or less playful doubts.

In other words, I hope to return people to the state of curiosity and excitement they enjoyed when they were children. I hope to make as many as possible philosophers again!

I also hope that we pay this favour forward to people we come across.

They may not thank you or like it at first, but skepticism is delightful once you get the hang of it. There is no reason it might not become contagious.

This is worth doing for another reason. Human beings need chain-letter explosions of mischief, spreading as far as possible, as rapidly as possible. We need to become as difficult to herd as free range chickens. We certainly need to stop behaving like herd animals.

That's all I've got: nothing but questions, possibilities and mischief.

My ambition is for persuade people to get up to stuff that causes frowns on bright, beautiful and wealthy brows.

There is no reason for anyone else to feel threatened, no reason to not share the excitement.

If enough do this, a wonderful future is still possible.