Recently I have been ruminating on a quote from a Wim Wenders film:
My heroes are no longer the warriors and kings… but the things of peace, one equal to the other. The drying onions equal to the tree trunk crossing the marsh. But no one has so far succeeded in singing an epic of peace. What is wrong with peace that its inspiration doesn’t endure… and that its story is hardly told? Homer, Wings of Desire 1987
It made me think of a conversation I have seen in science fiction, related to dystopian fiction. The idea is that rather than pursuing dystopia, that more aspirational futures need to be envisioned. I think when I was younger, the cynic in me would believe this to be naive. But the more I have experienced, I have grown a feeling that this kind of optimism is crucial to our survival.
I believe it’s important to be pragmatic. I am not talking about flying cars or Star Trek replicators. I have been thinking about what a realistic promising future could look like. I am curious to know other people imagine.
No more of such vague formulae as “The right to work”, or “To each the whole result of his labour.” What we proclaim is the Right to Well-Being; Well-Being for All! - Peter Kropotkin, The Conquest of Bread 1892