Here is a definition of the term “Cassandra Complex” from Wikipedia:
The Cassandra metaphor (variously labelled the Cassandra ‘syndrome’, ‘complex’, ‘phenomenon’, ‘predicament’, ‘dilemma’, or ‘curse’) occurs when valid warnings or concerns are dismissed or disbelieved.
The term originates in Greek mythology. Cassandra was a daughter of Priam, the King of Troy. Struck by her beauty, Apollo provided her with the gift of prophecy, but when Cassandra refused Apollo’s romantic advances, he placed a curse ensuring that nobody would believe her warnings. Cassandra was left with the knowledge of future events, but could neither alter these events nor convince others of the validity of her predictions.
One of my earliest memories is a of a dream I had about nuclear war. It was nighttime and I was standing in the middle of Niagara Falls Boulevard in Buffalo, NY. Everyone had died in the bomb blast except for me. This anime clip gives a sense of the creeping horror of that dream:
That was bad enough, but my sense of isolation from humanity was already well established by the fact of my sexual victimization by my father, which had begun when I was less than a year old. My mother kept finding him en flagrante and he kept saying he would stop and she kept believing him. Eventually, by the time I was three years old, she placed the blame squarely on me. That was easier than giving up her meal ticket. The fifties were a tough time to be a single mother.
I believed that I was the only person on Earth that this sexual abuse was happening to. When I was old enough to read I discovered that the medical authorities also said it was very rare and that little girls WANTED to fuck their dads and they lied about being abused to get attention and to manipulate adults.
The oddest thing is that although the sexual abuse of children is far from rare, nobody ever speaks of it. The topic is smothered in silence. Except for what the paternalistic docs have to say.
In any case, this particular socialization process has had the effect of making me feel as if I am fundamentally different from other human beings. I developed an idiosyncratic way of being in the world and I tend to see things that other people completely miss.
And now I notice the same process is underway with respect to the topic of climate change and the mass die-off of species that is well underway on this planet. Nobody is allowed to speak of it in mixed company. When I bring up the topic folks get a look on their face, like, Who Farted? and they quickly change the topic.
Something most people don’t know about me is that I got myself off of the cocktails of psychiatric chemicals (that I was prescribed for complaining about my incest history) because of Climate Change. I have always been a student of natural history and ecology and I had been reading books and articles in science mags about the changes that are taking place in the Earth’s climate and ecosystems throughout my life.
In 2003 I began to become psychotic as a result of the chemical cocktails that I was taking. Whenever I complained to the docs that the drugs weren’t working their response was to add more drugs and raise the dosages. In 2003 I was taking 80 mgs of the antidepressant paxil, the “safe” dose of which is supposed to be 20 mgs. I began to have visions. In one vision I had the sense that I was in a hive and the bees were buzzing all around me. Then, they suddenly went silent. It became very difficult for me to ignore what was happening to the trees, animals, insects and plants all around me. And there was the fact that the poles were melting and the Earth’s temperature was rising faster and faster as the carbon gases kept accumulating.
I had something of an epiphany where I had the sense that, because of my innate leadership skills, I had to get off of the chemicals and get myself strong and healthy in order to guide people through the coming ecological holocaust. So I went through 5 years of hell detoxing slowly and carefully from the chemical cosh.
I no longer have any illusions about being any kind of leader. I am old, female, disabled and nobody pays any attention to my raving about coming catastrophe. But, I do have all of this evidence and I want to get it out in front of people’s faces just in case somebody somewhere might be paying attention.
Here is a list of articles and videos from such mainstream venues as National Geographic and PBS that you can view that deal with the various signals that we are in the process of calamitous changes:
This is a film preview about the death of the ocean:
This is a video about the Exponential Factor and humans inability to appreciate the implications of infinite growth on a finite planet:
This is a video featuring George Marshall, author of the book, Don’t Even Think About It; Why Our Brains Are Wired To Ignore Climate Change:
Yesterday began as a bright, clear deep blue sky day. Then the planes began their back and forth weaving overhead, and the plumes of mist hung in the sky and spread and the entire sky became white with haze. This morning there is a low stratocirrus cloud cover and there is a fine silvery photo-reactive haze in the air at ground level. The ground level haze is very weird, because there is also a brisk breeze blowing, which would carry off normal water vapor fog. Why does no-one notice the weather, notice what is happening right above their heads. No-one ever looks up. Everyone has their eyes on their smartphones. I feel like I am the only awake person on the planet and it’s bloody fucking lonely.