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@ BenihanaHODL
2025-05-17 00:57:59
One day we’ll all realize that we’ve been on the Titanic this entire time. It’s often said that history repeats itself, this is true. It is also the case that stories within history tend to replicate on different scales. We are now living through the next version of the Titanic tragedy.
In a sense, we are all dining and enjoying the fruits of our labor, quite nicely I’ll add, on the most powerful and modern steamboat to ever navigate the oceans. Our laughter is plentiful up and down the halls and various dining rooms of the brand new, modern ship, the Titanic. The amenities are top tier and the class of people aboard this ship are well studied and successful folk. As we dine, we recognize that the freshness of our food and enjoyment of these novelties might dissipate and dilute as we get further from Southampton and closer to New York, but we are nevertheless content to watch that play out and celebrate the modern machine we have built. We accept its flaws despite knowing it could be better.
At a certain point along the journey, a shy individual makes it known that he’s spotted an iceberg in the distance. This man understands a bit about human nature, though, and he knew to only tell the closest patrons to him in that moment. If he had sounded the alarms, made his voice known loudly, the captain would have certainly detained him without due process so that the rest of the passengers wouldn’t panic, and would continue being good patrons of the vessel.
As the shy individual and that initial group now aware of the iceberg grows, they make plans to escape. They try to warn everyone, giving even the servant’s quarters and 3rd class passengers extra effort and attention in regards to the important message.
The iceberg was close now, and the group of iceberg watchers decided they would wait next the life boats, so surely they would be safe. They yelled and screamed at anyone who passed by, alerting them of the danger and pleading them to stay close to the life rafts. Few listened, many rolled their eyes, sure that they were on the safest ship to ever sail the oceans, calling the iceberg watchers “alarmists” and “cult like followers.”
Soon thereafter, the iceberg hit the boat and panic set in.
There was an attempt to help prioritize the first to be rescued.
Wealthy men paid their way to the front of the line.
Staff were sent to their death under orders to “service the leaks.”
Those who had secured their spot on the life boat early, before the masses realized the limited seats, had not only the bargaining power when the rich came to negatiate but they had the most genuine conviction.
The iceberg watchers kept their seats; they never sold.
I’m gonna keep my seat on the lifeboat.