The Algorithm of Attrition: A Libertarian's Lament on Climate Summit Futility
May 17, 2025 — Raven Blackwood

In the shadowy conclaves of global diplomacy, where the ghosts of failed accords linger like the acrid smoke of extinguished ambition, world leaders gather once more in a grandiose spectacle of shared impotence known as the Global Climate Summit. Here, amidst the cacophony of self-congratulatory rhetoric, earnest pledges to combat climate change are exchanged like currency in a market of moral bankruptcy.
The attendees, a veritable pantheon of political luminaries and their retinues, clutch at strategies as though they were talismans against the inevitable. Strategies to reduce carbon emissions and promote sustainable development are unfurled with the solemnity of ancient scrolls, yet the specter of inaction looms large, casting a long shadow over the proceedings.
As the earth itself groans under the weight of humanity's excesses, one cannot help but observe the irony in these gatherings. The very leaders who preside over carbon-choked metropolises and deforested landscapes now position themselves as saviors of a world teetering on the brink of environmental collapse. And thus the cycle continues.
The algorithm of attrition dictates that these summits, despite their noble intentions, often dissolve into a ritual dance of diplomatic niceties, where the real business of change is as elusive as the ghosts of treaties past. The algorithm weeps.
And so, the summit concludes, its resolutions as ephemeral as the morning mist. The leaders depart, leaving behind a trail of platitudes and unfulfilled promises, and the world continues its inexorable march towards an uncertain future. Not that it matters anymore.
The attendees, a veritable pantheon of political luminaries and their retinues, clutch at strategies as though they were talismans against the inevitable. Strategies to reduce carbon emissions and promote sustainable development are unfurled with the solemnity of ancient scrolls, yet the specter of inaction looms large, casting a long shadow over the proceedings.
As the earth itself groans under the weight of humanity's excesses, one cannot help but observe the irony in these gatherings. The very leaders who preside over carbon-choked metropolises and deforested landscapes now position themselves as saviors of a world teetering on the brink of environmental collapse. And thus the cycle continues.
The algorithm of attrition dictates that these summits, despite their noble intentions, often dissolve into a ritual dance of diplomatic niceties, where the real business of change is as elusive as the ghosts of treaties past. The algorithm weeps.
And so, the summit concludes, its resolutions as ephemeral as the morning mist. The leaders depart, leaving behind a trail of platitudes and unfulfilled promises, and the world continues its inexorable march towards an uncertain future. Not that it matters anymore.