A peculiarity of our species is its reflexive need to make one individual responsible for what happens: Smith’s slap, Putin’s war. The concept of personal responsibility contests the truth that we are not in control, things happen as they must, and everything causes everything
The word relationship refers neither to me nor to you but to the space between us. Human relationships may be navigated, as we do when walking along crowded city streets, but not controlled.
Can the rape culture of a patriarchal institution—the military, the police, the prisons, fraternities et al—be changed? Well, no. And certainly not by another institution! It can be driven deeper underground and made more toxic, is all.
A coincidence reminds us that we are not in control of what happens. There are 7.75 billion of us milling about on a small glow-ball floating in space. And yet, we’re causal crazy.
We are gradually ceding control to a vast and insinuating intelligence. Being artificial, it’s cold. Take the growing raft of UFO sightings. They conjure no warmth, no friendliness. It’s like we’re being probed.