We're fucked. It's as simple as that. The world has fully entered into a somehow unprecedented age of corporatocracy and the future, at least the near future, is nothing but war and economic collapse. All of it, puppeteered by the richest of the rich, who have bought their way into power.
Beyond society as a whole, we all have our personal problems. We wouldn't be here otherwise. I can't speak for you, but I'm poor, dougly and mentally ill with no hope of ever finding love. My only purpose in society is to avoid the light and contribute to the Gross Domestic Product until I die alone and unloved. All I ever wanted was a girl to hug and a life to call my own, but I'll never achieve that. What exactly is the incentive to not go postal?
Let's be honest here: None of us are going rogue. We aren't going to grab a gun and start killing the worst of the worst, the people who have destroyed our lives and or the lives of millions, the people who have benefitted from the creation of a soulless society, the people who ruined our lives. We are cowards. We can't do it, I certainly know I can't. It's best not to kid ourselves here.
But you've thought about it, haven't you? We all have, right? Of making an elaborate plan to slaughter the most despicable of individuals, making our escape with years of preperation, and fleeing to the Yukon, never to be caught? Am I the only one? Haven't you thought this?
Speak for yourself. I live in a country that tacitly despises, oppresses, enslaves, and murders people like me for shits and giggles if not for the raw labor potential that would've been stripped from them by Emancipation. I'm waiting til I have nothing to lose, and nothing to gain but a lifetime of slavery; 'cause I still have things to lose right now. Hoping I eventually clear the cost to renounce citizenship and one-way myself somewhere where the people living there aren't literally incentivized to see me as an escaped slave; preparing for all other cases.