Temporal asphyxiation has been the dark ill of recent years. Inadequacy, anxiety and panic pervade existence. And existence is condemned to fear of the moment to come—a moment has already melted away even as it looms over us. It's not only that we are unable to stop: we are also incapable of dwelling in a time where we no longer find any shelter. Every moment is now uninhabitable.

Time seems to have been eaten up even before it has been granted to us. We are on an escalator descending ever more quickly-and we have to
run up the steps to avoid the abyss. Improvised, fictitious escapes, private revolts and minor boycotts serve little purpose—and we often pay dearly
for them. Oases of deceleration and slowdown strategies are nothing but palliatives. ~ Donatella Di Cesare