Rewriting the Script: Rethinking the World’s Rules


A World Too Connected for Old Ideas

Once upon a time, specifically in the summer of 1989, a man called Francis Fukuyama stood up at the University of Chicago and gave a lecture that would, in the eyes of many, draw a neat curtain over the grand ideological dramas of the 20th century. In The End of History?, later expanded into his 1992 book The End of History and the Last Man, Fukuyama argued that liberal democracy had triumphed, not merely as a political system, but as the final destination in humanity’s ideological journey. The Cold War was over, the Soviets were done, and for a brief moment, it looked like liberal democracy had won the philosophical equivalent of the Eurovision Song Contest.

It was neat. Too neat.

Because as the 21st century unfolded, it became clear that history hadn’t ended so much as taken a long drag of something strong and come back with a vengeance.

Of course, Fukuyama wasn’t alone in trying to make sense of the global tide. John Mearsheimer, ever the realist, saw the world as a chessboard of power and security, great powers forever jockeying for position like testy uncles at a wedding. His offensive realism, laid out in The Tragedy of Great Power Politics (2001), painted a world where cooperation is fragile, and conflict is practically baked into the system. A useful model for the 19th and 20th centuries, perhaps. But, can it really account for a planet where your AI or Alexa powered smart refrigerator might be hacked by a teenager in Belarus?

Then there was Immanuel Wallerstein, who saw it all differently. In his World-Systems Theory, Wallerstein argued that we’ve long been locked in a global capitalist system, where core nations exploit the periphery, and the game is rigged from the start. A powerful critique, though one increasingly tested by a world where the periphery has started building smartphones, launching satellites, and buying Premier League clubs.

And let’s not forget Johan Galtung, the Norwegian peace scholar who gave us the concepts of “positive peace” and “structural violence.” Galtung pointed out that even without war, societies can suffer from systems that harm and exclude. He also predicted the decline of the American empire back in the 1980s with eerie accuracy. But even Galtung’s models, rooted in structural critique and systems theory, feel stretched thin by today’s chaotic blend of soft power, viral influence, and algorithmic governance.

The point is not that these thinkers were wrong. On the contrary, they each offered maps of extraordinary insight. But the territory has changed. The problems we now face are not only more interconnected, they’re more entangled. Climate change, AI, data sovereignty, ideological echo chambers, meme warfare… these aren’t neatly separable issues. They're braided together in ways that make old models look rather like trying to understand quantum physics using a compass and a biscuit tin.

This article argues that the frameworks we’ve inherited; liberalism, realism, Marxism, and their many offshoots, are no longer enough. I’m not here to replace them with a shiny new theory of everything. But I am here to say: the tools we’re using to understand the world are, increasingly, not up to the job. It’s like trying to do open-heart surgery with garden shears.

So let’s re-examine these ideas. Appreciate what they got right. Acknowledge what they’ve missed. And then, just maybe, start to sketch the outlines of something new, not just because we’re utopian dreamers, but because clinging to outdated theories in a world of collapsing glaciers and viral TikToks is beginning to look a lot like denial.



Where We've Been And The Thinkers Who Brought Us Here

Before launching into a new way of thinking about world politics, it’s only right to look back at the minds who built the frameworks we’ve been using. These thinkers didn't just comment on the world; they definitively shaped how we see it. Some offered grand visions of justice and harmony, others a much colder view of power and survival. Many were right in their time. Some still are. But in a world more interconnected than ever; economically, technologically, existentially, the old maps might no longer chart the terrain we're walking.

Liberalism and the Post–Cold War Order

Liberalism, that post-Enlightenment child of revolution and reason, didn’t just offer a way to run governments, it pitched itself as a moral compass. It told us that people had rights simply by being alive, that rulers should answer to the ruled, and that markets, if left to do their thing with the occasional nudge, would eventually lift everyone’s fortunes. After the Cold War, liberalism didn’t just win the argument. It held a victory parade. Communism crumbled under its own paperwork, fascism was long buried, and suddenly it felt like everyone wanted elections, consumer goods, and American sitcoms.

Francis Fukuyama captured this triumphal mood in The End of History and the Last Man (1992), where he made a striking claim: that humanity’s ideological evolution had reached its destination in liberal democracy. Not because it was flawless, but because it had outlasted everything else. All that remained, he suggested, were the bureaucratic chores of fine-tuning democracy, sorting out policies, maybe the odd humanitarian rescue mission. History, in the grand philosophical sense, had clocked out.



It was a bold idea; perhaps too bold, but for a time, it genuinely seemed to fit. The Soviet Union was gone. China was flirting with the free market. The EU was growing. The internet was bringing us closer, and American pop culture was practically an unofficial global export. Liberalism wasn’t just dominant; it felt like destiny.


Francis Fukuyama at Stanford University. Photo by Djurdja Padejski, courtesy of Stanford FSI

But here’s the twist: Fukuyama was never quite the cheerleader people made him out to be. The “last man” in his title was borrowed from Nietzsche; a warning that a society too safe and too satisfied might lose its sense of ambition and soul. The last man might be living peacefully in his IKEA-furnished flat, but he might also be bored stiff, detached from any larger purpose, and a prime target for whatever movement promised meaning and fire. As it turned out, the end of history wasn’t an ending at all. It was a brief intermission before the next act. Democracy began to wobble. Populism exploded. And authoritarian regimes swaggered back onto the stage; slicker, richer, and with high-speed internet.

While Fukuyama traced liberalism’s big-picture journey, others got stuck into the details; particularly the moral mechanics of how a just society ought to function.

John Rawls was the philosopher who tried to give liberalism a soul. In A Theory of Justice (1971), he asked a simple but powerful question: what kind of society would you build if you didn’t know whether you’d end up rich or poor, healthy or sick, part of the majority or a marginalised group? This thought experiment ; the now-famous "veil of ignorance" ; forced people to imagine fairness not from their current position, but from a position of radical uncertainty. You couldn’t game the system if you didn’t know where you’d land in it. Rawls didn’t offer a one-size-fits-all blueprint, but he did provide a moral yardstick ; one that asked societies to look less like ladders and more like safety nets. If liberalism sometimes looked like the smug cousin of capitalism, Rawls reminded it to have a conscience.


His work also marked an attempt to rescue liberalism from its own tendency to drift into managerialism; all policies, no purpose. By grounding political thought in fairness and mutual respect, Rawls gave liberalism a deeper sense of justice than mere efficiency or popularity. His critics said he was too idealistic. But idealism, in a political philosophy, isn’t necessarily a fault ; sometimes it’s the point.

Amartya Sen, for his part, took this moral commitment and added both urgency and perspective, especially from the Global South. In Development as Freedom (1999), Sen flipped the traditional view of development on its head. Instead of measuring success by GDP alone, he asked whether people actually had the capability to lead the lives they valued. It wasn’t enough to have the vote if you were too hungry to use it. It wasn’t much of a win to have legal rights if you lacked the education, health, or security to exercise them.


Dr. Amartya Sen, Nobel Laureate in Economics (1998). Image via NobelPrize.org

Sen didn’t just expand liberalism’s reach, he deepened it. He argued that true freedom was not about being left alone, but about having the real, practical means to flourish. His work placed dignity and agency at the heart of development, making a powerful case that liberal principles only mean something if they translate into lived realities. This was liberalism with its sleeves rolled up, less about grand declarations and more about asking, “What does freedom actually look like in someone’s life?”

He also challenged the lazy assumption that Western liberal democracies were the only source of wisdom. Drawing on diverse traditions, including Indian and Islamic intellectual histories, Sen reminded us that the desire for freedom, justice, and public reasoning was not a Western export, but a universal human pursuit. In doing so, he invited liberalism to grow up a bit, stop acting like it had all the answers, and learn how to listen.

Still, for all its thinkers and theories, liberalism began to trip over its own shoelaces. The post-Cold War glow turned out to be more smugness than consensus. Markets were freer, yes, but so were capital flight, inequality, and the ability for the rich to vote with their money while everyone else queued up at polling stations. The internet, once celebrated as the great democratic equaliser, ended up breeding disinformation, surveillance, and opinion bubbles. And when financial crises rolled in like thunderstorms, people began to wonder if liberal democracy could offer not just ideals, but actual outcomes.

Liberalism promised a lot and, in fairness, it delivered plenty too. But it struggled to anticipate the cracks that would appear in identity, inequality, and power. Even its greatest champions warned us that the system would need looking after. We just didn’t always listen.

Realism: The Cold Shower of World Politics

If liberalism was the dream of perpetual peace and polite institutions, realism was the grumpy uncle at the barbecue, muttering that everyone’s going to fight over the last sausage, anyway. Where liberals saw progress and possibility, realists saw power, survival, and an international system that resembled a Hobbesian pub brawl more than a Geneva roundtable.


Hans Morgenthau, the founding father of modern realism, argued that politics was governed by objective laws rooted in an unchanging human nature. In Politics Among Nations (1948), he wrote like someone who had seen a few too many empires rise and fall, which he had, having first-handedly witnessed both World War One and World War Two. Power wasn’t a dirty word to him, it was the currency of survival. Morality might exist, sure, but it didn’t belong in foreign policy, unless you fancied getting annexed or conquered or dominated. Morgenthau believed that states acted primarily in their national interest, and that moralistic or idealistic foreign policies were a surefire way to end up diplomatically embarrassed or geopolitically irrelevant.


Dr. Hans Morgenthau, author of Politics Among Nations. Photo credit: Associated Press

Then came Kenneth Waltz, who looked at Morgenthau’s human-nature stuff and said, “Sure, but let’s take this up a level.” In Theory of International Politics (1979), Waltz launched neorealism, which stripped the whole thing back to system mechanics. Forget psychology, forget individual leaders; Waltz focused on the structure of the international system itself. The world is anarchic, he said, not chaotic but lacking a global authority to enforce rules. And in this self-help system, all states, big or small, democratic or dictatorial, have to look after themselves. It’s like a school with no teachers; even the nice kids bring their own brass knuckles.



Kenneth N. Waltz speaking at a conference. Image via E-International Relations (e-ir.info)

Waltz argued that the behaviour of states could be explained by the structure they were trapped in. You didn't need to know a state’s inner motives, ideology, or even the leader’s favourite breakfast. If the system is anarchic and survival is the goal, then security-seeking behaviour becomes rational, predictable, and the only logical imperative.

John Mearsheimer, Waltz’s intellectual heir (and frequent sparring partner), took this a step further with offensive realism. If Waltz said states seek security, Mearsheimer said they seek power and lots of it. In his 2001 book The Tragedy of Great Power Politics, he argued that great powers are never satisfied with the status quo. They’re like chess players who can’t resist turning every game into total war. Mearsheimer’s worldview is chillingly clear: there’s no world government, everyone’s armed, and if you don’t want to end up vassalised or worse, you better bulk up; militarily, economically, politically. It’s survival of the fittest and trust is for suckers.


John Mearsheimer speaks during a panel organized by the Foundation for Political, Economic and Social Research in Washington, D.C., on February 21, 2019. Photo: Yasin Ozturk/Anadolu Agency via Getty Images

To Mearsheimer, liberal internationalism is not just naïve, it’s dangerous. He’s been especially scathing about American foreign policy since the Cold War, arguing that liberal overreach, rather than realist restraint, led to debacles like Iraq and the worsening of US-Russia relations. He warned, long before it was fashionable, that NATO expansion would provoke Russia. And while he’s been both lauded and lambasted for that view, no one could accuse him of being vague.

But not all realists are fire-breathing pessimists. Stephen Walt and Barry Posen, for instance, have offered more nuanced versions. Walt’s balance-of-threat theory added a layer of subtlety: it’s not just power that worries states, but how threatening that power feels. Canada, after all, is powerful in many ways, but no one’s exactly quaking at the thought of a surprise invasion from Ontario. Posen, on the other hand, has advocated for restraint in US foreign policy, a call for fewer military adventures and more focus on genuine strategic interests.

Realism doesn’t deny cooperation, but it reminds us that cooperation has limits. Alliances are convenient marriages of interest, not soulmate-level commitments. And as soon as the costs outweigh the benefits, someone’s walking out the door.

The realist tradition is full of contradictions, caveats, and academic knife-fights; but it’s held up a brutal mirror to international politics. It may not be hopeful, but it has been historically accurate more often than not. And while it often feels like the intellectual equivalent of cold porridge, realism continues to remind us that the international system is not designed for trust falls.

But here’s the problem: realism, too, may be struggling with the scale and speed of 21st-century interdependence. The system it describes is still anarchic, but it’s also digitally entangled, economically fused, and environmentally doomed if everyone just plays to win. The chessboard is now a web and the old moves don’t quite land the same way.


Global Systems and Inequality: Follow the Money, Mind the Empire

While liberalism sold us the dream and realism handed us the terms and conditions, a third group of thinkers stared at the system and asked: who built this thing, and why is it rigged? These are the scholars who took one look at the post-war world order and said, “Ah, so colonialism didn’t die. It just changed clothes.”

Immanuel Wallerstein was one of the most prominent voices in this line of thinking. His World-Systems Theory wasn’t content with analysing states in isolation. He argued that to understand any country’s position, you had to look at the entire global economic system and crucially, where that country sits in it. The world, he said, is divided into the core, the semi-periphery, and the periphery. Core countries (think the US, parts of Europe) specialise in high-skill, capital-intensive production, while peripheral countries provide raw materials, cheap labour, and agricultural goods.


Immanuel Wallerstein in February 1997 in France. Photo: Louis Monier / Gamma-Rapho via Getty Images

It’s a neat system, if you’re in the core. For everyone else, it’s an economic treadmill: resources flow out, dependency flows in. Development doesn’t lift all boats, Wallerstein insisted; it builds yachts for some and leaves others dog-paddling in debt.

Wallerstein wasn’t merely criticising inequality; he was challenging the very foundations of liberal economic ideology. For all its talk of progress, free markets, and win-wins, the world economy had recreated colonial patterns under a new banner. Independence brought flags and national anthems but not necessarily autonomy or justice.

Then there’s Johan Galtung, a Norwegian sociologist who introduced the world to a key distinction: direct violence vs structural violence. While direct violence is the sort you can point at; war, assault, oppression; structural violence is baked into the system. It's the poverty that prevents a child from accessing healthcare, the economic policies that starve entire populations while boosting shareholder returns. Structural violence is slower, subtler, and often entirely legal.


Johan Galtung, black and white portrait, circa 1980. Photo by Henrik Laurvik/NTB Scanpix

Galtung’s work also gave us the idea of positive peace; not just the absence of war, but the presence of justice. You can have a country with no active conflict and still have widespread misery, exploitation, and inequality. Peace, he argued, was more than the silence of guns; it was the dignity of people. And by that standard, much of the post-Cold War international order looked suspiciously peace-ish but not peaceful.

Both Galtung and Wallerstein challenge the idea that our current frameworks are universal or inevitable. From their perspective, liberalism often justifies inequality through “freedom,” and realism excuses it through “necessity.” But the result is the same: vast sections of the globe kept on the margins, their development measured not in wellbeing but in GDP figures and foreign investment.

These thinkers also anticipated many of the critiques now front and centre in 21st-century debates. Climate change, for instance, isn’t just an environmental issue; it’s an inequality amplifier. Who emits the most? The core. Who suffers the most? The periphery. Even solutions; solar panels, green infrastructure; often require materials extracted from poorer countries at bargain-bin prices. It’s the same story, just eco-washed.

And when pandemics hit or supply chains snap or interest rates climb in Washington and spark debt crises in Africa, Wallerstein and Galtung’s frameworks begin to look less like theory and more like prophecy.

What makes their work so powerful is that it doesn’t simply call out injustice. It exposes how that injustice is sustained, systematised, and sold as stability. In doing so, it forces us to ask not just how the world works, but for whom.


Complexity in the Present Moment

As the world grows more complex, the traditional frameworks of liberalism and realism,  while still valuable, can sometimes feel like they’re reading from an old script. It’s not that they’re wrong or irrelevant, but rather that they were built for a different stage. They helped explain a world of nation-states, ideological standoffs, and clearly drawn alliances. But today’s challenges; climate change, surveillance capitalism, disinformation, and posthuman politics, tend to blur categories, cross borders, and defy easy binaries. A new crop of thinkers hasn’t come to tear down the old models, but to offer lenses that might be more flexible, adaptive, and better suited to the tangled, hybrid systems we now inhabit. They aren’t waving manifestos; they’re drawing new maps.

Bruno Latour, in We Have Never Been Modern (1991), didn’t so much write a book as drop a philosophical spanner into the gears of Enlightenment thinking. Modernity, he claimed, was built on a fantasy; that we could separate nature from culture, science from politics, facts from values. In practice, we never did. We simply pretended we had. Our systems; legal, political, scientific; were never truly modern because they never operated in isolation. They were (and remain) intricate hybrids, full of leakages between the supposedly distinct realms. Take climate change: it’s not a tidy scientific issue to be ‘solved’ in a lab. It’s about carbon, yes; but also about colonial legacies, market systems, migration, media, global inequality, and who gets to speak on behalf of “truth.” Latour’s real insight was that we’ve never actually outgrown pre-modern entanglement; we’ve just become more sophisticated at denying it.



If Latour exploded the myth of modernity, he also gave us a method for navigating the rubble. His later work, particularly 
Facing Gaia and Down to Earth, goes further; framing climate change as not just a political crisis but a cosmological one. He challenges us to rethink “the global” not as an abstract totality, but as a messy patchwork of overlapping lifeworlds; each with its own claims to truth, territory, and survival. In a Latourian frame, COP summits aren’t about nations hashing out atmospheric budgets; they’re theatrical performances of legitimacy, where science, capital, and geopolitics all try to speak as one coherent actor. Spoiler: they rarely succeed. His critique isn’t cynicism; it’s a call to responsibility. We can’t retreat to nature or transcend to the cloud. We’re stuck here, together, with our networks and contradictions. Might as well learn to think accordingly.

Shoshana Zuboff, meanwhile, peeled back the digital curtain with The Age of Surveillance Capitalism (2019), revealing that what Big Tech offers isn’t just convenience; it’s behavioural extraction. In her view, capitalism has quietly mutated. Where it once commodified labour and land, it now mines you; your clicks, your keystrokes, your anxious late-night Googling. This isn’t capitalism with gadgets; it’s a new logic entirely. Autonomy, the golden calf of liberal democracies, begins to look a little fragile when your thoughts can be anticipated, influenced, and sold before you've had your morning coffee. Zuboff’s work isn’t just a diagnosis of a business model; it’s a damning critique of the way we’ve let democracy and consumerism merge into a behavioural laboratory run by a handful of unelected coders and their shareholders. 



For her part, she doesn’t stop at critique; she draws a moral line in the silicon sand. Surveillance capitalism, she argues, isn’t an inevitable offshoot of innovation; it’s a choice, made by corporations and rubber-stamped by complicit states. Her nightmare isn’t a dystopian boot on the neck; it’s a velvet hand guiding you gently, so gently, that you forget you’re being led at all. The danger isn’t that Big Tech knows you better than your friends; it’s that it decides who you become by predicting your preferences before you’re even conscious of them. And the kicker? It’s not even personal. You’re just one more data point in a vast behavioural supply chain, fed into recommendation engines designed to keep you watching ads. Zuboff’s point is less that we’ve lost privacy, and more that we’ve lost the right to be unpredictable.

And then there’s Yuval Noah Harari, our modern-day storyteller-in-chief. In Sapiens and Homo Deus, he argues that what truly sets humans apart isn’t opposable thumbs or tool use; it’s narrative. We build imaginary orders and then live inside them as if they were natural law. Borders, brands, marriage, money, constitutions; all fictions, just very well-marketed ones. But the twist in our current era is that these fictions are accelerating. A tweet can move markets. A YouTube rabbit hole can spawn a political movement. Algorithms have become modern-day bards, whispering new stories to us 24/7. Harari doesn’t suggest we escape these myths; he suggests we understand how fragile, powerful, and programmable they really are.

Yuval Noah Harari, photo illustration for The Wall Street Journal, 2018. Illustration by Lincoln Agnew

In Homo Deus, he muses on the coming age of “dataism,” where the ultimate authority is no longer God, reason, or the people; but algorithms. If knowledge is power, and data is the new gold, then whoever writes the code writes reality. The issue, Harari warns, isn’t that AIs will become sentient. It’s that we’ll stop being needed. A future where insurance companies set premiums based on biometric trackers, where dating apps outperform gut instinct, and where political campaigns fine-tune messages not for demographics, but for dopamine;all of it signals a shift from humanism to machinic pragmatism. And what happens when the myths that used to bind us; nation, religion, equality; no longer stand up to statistical modelling? Harari doesn’t answer. He just points to the cliff and says, “Look down.”

Enter Donna Haraway, who, decades before Silicon Valley realised tech could sell us a lifestyle, was already thinking about what it meant to be part-human, part-machine. In her seminal 1985 essay, A Cyborg Manifesto: Science, Technology, and Socialist-Feminism in the Late Twentieth Century, Haraway argues that the “cyborg” is not a robot in a trench coat; it’s us. Her work forces us to ask what happens when the lines blur between nature and nurture, flesh and code, organic and synthetic. As we outsource memory to Google, attention to apps, and intimacy to screens, Haraway’s cyborg is no longer a metaphor; it’s a mirror.



Her cyborg manifesto wasn’t a dystopia; it was a permission slip. A way to imagine selves that don’t need to be whole, stable, or biologically grounded to be real. Her later work, like 
Staying with the Trouble, shifts the lens again: it’s not about becoming post-human, but becoming companion species. Think less Blade Runner, more ecofeminist terrarium. Haraway invites us to live among kin; human and non-human; and to weave politics out of care, situated knowledge, and shared survival. In her world, hope isn’t abstract. It’s composted from the mess we’re already in.

David Graeber, too, shook the snow globe of capitalist logic. In Bullshit Jobs, he questioned why so many people feel useless in an economy supposedly driven by productivity. If capitalism is meant to reward value, why does it produce sprawling bureaucracies full of people who quietly admit that their work accomplishes nothing? Graeber’s point wasn’t just that the system is inefficient;it’s that it’s increasingly absurd. He pushed us to imagine economies based not on profit margins but on human flourishing, leisure, and the value of care; ideas that felt radical in a world that measures worth in quarterly reports and LinkedIn endorsements.



His anthropological eye; trained on everything from ancient Mesopotamia to Occupy Wall Street; saw that what we treat as “economic law” is often just social habit in a suit. He asked: What if work wasn’t the centre of our lives? What if bureaucracy was violence with a paper trail? What if freedom meant not the absence of rules, but the presence of reciprocity? His vision wasn’t utopian; it was practical, mischievous, deeply human. He reminded us that markets didn’t fall from the sky, and debt isn’t sacred. Most of all, he showed that history isn’t over; it’s just badly documented by people who confuse GDP with meaning.

And while Antonio Gramsci might seem an odd bedfellow among tech theorists and futurists, his insights into cultural hegemony remain uncannily useful. Writing from a fascist prison in the 1930s, where he was confined by Mussolini’s regime, Gramsci filled his Prison Notebooks with reflections on how power works not just through force, but through consent. He warned that the most dangerous power isn’t brute force; it’s the kind that makes people believe they chose their own submission. When dominant ideologies seep into the everyday—into films, textbooks, job interviews—they begin to look natural. Gramsci didn’t live to see X (formerly Twitter), but he would have understood it immediately: a platform where power and culture mingle so intimately that it’s often hard to tell the difference between content and control.



When he wrote of “common sense” as a carrier of ideology, he was warning us that power doesn’t just enforce; it educates. It teaches people to discipline themselves, to see injustice as the natural order of things. Fast-forward to now, and you’ll find his fingerprints everywhere: in the memeification of politics, in the lifestyle-branding of oppression, in the TikTok and Instagram entrepreneur who tells you your poverty is a mindset problem. Culture, Gramsci tells us, isn’t fluff. It’s battlefield. And whoever controls it doesn’t just win elections; they shape reality.

Together, these thinkers offer no tidy ideology, no single party line. What they offer is something arguably more useful for our current moment: a way of thinking. A tolerance for complexity. A suspicion of binaries. A willingness to embrace entanglement. Rather than lament the end of clear frameworks, they invite us to become more agile thinkers; to trade blueprints for compasses. Because the world hasn’t stopped making sense; it’s just stopped making the kind of sense we used to expect.

These aren’t answers. They’re provocations. And maybe that’s the point. In a time when the world seems to be moving faster than our theories can catch up, it might be better to think like a cyborg, argue like an anthropologist, and dream like a heretic.


When the Map Stops Matching the Terrain: Institutions in a World They Can’t Read

If the last century was defined by grand theories; liberalism, realism, Marxism, take your ideological pick, then this one is increasingly defined by their exhaustion. It’s not that these frameworks were never useful; it's that the world has shapeshifted so radically that the tools built to understand it now feel like trying to navigate with a paper map in a city that’s constantly rearranging itself.

Take liberalism, with its breezy faith in free markets and free peoples. For all its Enlightenment optimism, it’s struggled to offer anything coherent in the face of crises like climate collapse, where “individual choice” means less than nothing when supply chains, multinationals, and century-old carbon economies are involved. Climate change isn’t a market failure, it’s the market working exactly as designed, just with a side of ecological annihilation.

Realism, meanwhile, promised to deal in the cold, hard facts of power and self-interest. But what happens when power is distributed across server farms, corporate boards, and platforms with no flags? Realism doesn’t quite know what to do with stateless warfare, or with a cyber-attack launched by a teenager in Ukraine that can knock out a hospital system in Brazil. The state-centric world it describes still exists, it just feels like it’s been demoted to middle management.

And Marxism, for all its searing insights into class and capital, still hasn’t quite figured out what to do with a world where people identify more with playlists and personality types than their position in the labour hierarchy. Try telling someone juggling three side hustles in London or New York, drained by rent and notifications, that they’re a “revolutionary subject.” They’re more likely to send you a meme about late-stage capitalism than storm the barricades. The proletariat still exists, it’s just busy replying to emails, trying to pay for groceries, and trying to afford basic health care.

But theory’s not alone in its flailing. The institutions built to reflect and manage these frameworks aren’t faring much better. The UN, WTO, and NATO are still speaking the language of mid-century geopolitics; state actors, official resolutions, formal declarations; while the world they’re trying to police has gone informal, decentralised, and extremely online.

Consider the EU’s migration policy, a bureaucratic Rubik’s cube of quotas, border disputes, and politely worded failures. People are fleeing war and climate collapse with nothing but the clothes on their backs and a smartphone, while Brussels is still trying to agree on the correct shade of blue for its official letterhead. It’s not malice, it’s mismatch. These systems were designed for a different scale, a different speed, and a different kind of problem.

Or look at pandemic politics, where nations bickered over PPE shipments and vaccine patents while the virus pinged across the globe at the speed of a group chat. The WHO, bless it, issued guidance. The real action, though, happened on Twitter, in DMs, in ad-hoc supply chains built by logistics nerds and burnt-out nurses. The old command-and-control systems wheezed into motion just as the world had already moved on.

Then there’s Silicon Valley, blithely operating on the principle of “permissionless innovation”, which is a fancy way of saying, “We broke it, now you figure out how to regulate it.” Political systems that take years to pass a bill are now expected to manage technologies that evolve faster than you can say “algorithmic opacity.” The tech bros ship updates weekly; your local MP is still stuck in a subcommittee meeting arguing about what “AI” even means.

And here’s the kicker: people sense this disconnect. It’s why Occupy, Extinction Rebellion, and Anonymous resonate, even when they’re chaotic or cryptic. They feel like the only things matching the vibe of a world that’s fuzzy, interlinked, and emotionally charged. Traditional institutions look at these movements and see disorganisation. Many citizens look at traditional institutions and see irrelevance.

We’re not witnessing a crisis of governance;we’re witnessing a crisis of application. The tools we once used to read the world no longer scan. The operating systems of politics were designed for inputs that made sense in the Cold War era: national interest, GDP growth, diplomatic leverage. Now the inputs look like: one billionaire’s mood swing, the virality of a TikTok trend, the weather in the Congo, and the stock price of a semiconductor company in Taiwan.

And just as outdated code can crash a system, outdated ideas can crash a civilisation.


Shared Planet, Shared Stakes

We need a new framework. Not just a tweak or a patch to the old ones like it’s a Windows update, something actually new. Something built from scratch for the messy, entangled, absurdly interconnected world we now live in. As inevitable as a global government might be in the sci-fi long run (and yes, I’d absolutely subscribe to that newsletter), we’re unfortunately lightyears away from it. The political will isn’t there, the institutions aren’t there, and let’s be honest, the species is still stuck rage-tweeting at strangers and arguing about milk alternatives. So in the meantime, we need a functional interim system. One that doesn’t collapse the moment things get weird;which, let’s face it, is always.

This new framework has to start with accepting that we are, in fact, different. And that’s fine. Cultures, languages, histories, beliefs; we're a multicoloured, multi-spiced stir-fry of humanity, and that’s kind of the point. But our differences shouldn’t be treated like they're insurmountable. They’re not final bosses. They’re background context. The real story is that this is our planet, our civilisation, and if we don’t start acting like that means something, we’re all going to end up equally doomed; just in slightly different aesthetics.

The old “us vs them” reflex isn’t going to vanish overnight. It’s baked into us like bad browser extensions. But fine; if we must live with that narrative for a while longer, let’s at least reframe it. Let “us” mean all of us; humans, collectively muddling through this glitchy multiplayer simulation. And let “them” be the stuff that’s actually trying to kill us: climate collapse, predatory surveillance capitalism, rising inequality, algorithmic nonsense in policymaking, and the general vibe of late-stage everything.

Speaking of capitalism; it’s overdue for retirement. Not in a storm-the-palace way, but in a “this has stopped working and is actively setting the house on fire” kind of way. Capitalism has gone from being an economic model to a full-blown metaphysical condition. It sees your free time, your attention span, even your hobbies, as potential revenue streams. It’s like that one cousin who tries to sell you crypto at family dinner. It’s time to say: thank you for a wonderful time, but we need to see other systems.

Even The Orville, created by Seth MacFarlane gets this. In that future, currency is obsolete thanks to the synthesiser; a kind of magical vending machine that gives you whatever you want, no money required. The logic is brilliantly simple: no scarcity, no capitalism. Now, we don’t have synthesisers (unless you count 3D printers and deeply suspicious AI-generated smoothies), but we do have the knowledge, tech, and coordination to start embracing the philosophy behind that world. We can begin building systems that aren’t glued together by competition, exploitation, and the constant threat of burnout.

Imagine: economies focused on care, not just consumption. Social systems where mutual aid is the norm, not the exception. Tech driven by ethics, not just profits. Politics that understand interconnected global networks, not just borders. It's not about building a utopia overnight; it's about changing the direction we're heading. We don’t need advanced tech to realise we shouldn't organise society like a corporate pitch meeting, as if we're stuck in some never-ending Shark Tank episode.

Of course, the moment you suggest this, the powerful will cluck their tongues and warn that without the current institutions, chaos will reign. “But who will look after the poor if not the state?” they’ll say, as if it wasn’t the state (and the market it dances with) keeping the poor exactly where they are. These are the same institutions that let billionaires rocket themselves into space while insisting there’s “just no money” for housing, healthcare, or school lunches. The same institutions that bailed out banks but not renters. That subsidised fossil fuel giants while youth climate strikes were dismissed as truancy.

In reality, much of the care, the real, meaningful support, already comes from outside those systems: from communities, mutual aid groups, digital cooperatives, informal economies, and decentralised networks of solidarity. Think of the COVID-19 pandemic; who showed up? It wasn’t the structural institutions like the WHO or the IMF. It was neighbours, NGOs, healthcare workers, teachers adapting overnight, people crowd-funding each other’s rent, through apps such as GoFundMe, Ketto and Milaap.

We don’t have to burn it all down and start from scratch. But we do have to admit the current models are badly outdated; like trying to run modern apps on a Windows 95 machine riddled with malware. Maybe it’s time to stop patching the code and start rewriting the system. Slowly. Collectively. Thoughtfully. And ideally, with fewer tech bros involved.

So where do we begin? A few starting points:

Global civic identity: No, not one-world government (yet), but real initiatives that promote global citizenship. Think open-source education that anyone with an internet connection can access, not just those with legacy university logins or trust funds. Multilingual media platforms that reflect different realities, not just repackage Anglo-American takes in twelve languages. Imagine an international digital commons where artists, coders, farmers, scientists, everyone; can collaborate and share tools, not just compete for grants or patents. And let’s stop pretending climate agreements made over croissants and vague promises are going to cut it. What we need is practical, shared climate action;goals that are visible, trackable, and owned by people, not just pencil-pushers in suits.

Decentralised cooperation: We’ve got the tech. We just keep using it like toddlers with rocket launchers. Blockchain and mesh networks don’t have to be the Wild West of speculation and NFTs of sad monkeys. They can enable transparent, decentralised systems that actually serve the public. Imagine climate relief funds directly managed by the communities they’re meant to support, not “trickled down” through opaque international agencies. Or cross-border healthcare pools where funding isn’t tied to your flag or passport but to your actual need. If we must worship tech, let it be because it finally helped us cooperate across borders, not just hoard coin or collect surveillance data like Pokémon.

Values-based governance: This one’s overdue. Instead of running society like a volatile stock portfolio; constantly asking “how’s the market feeling today?”; we could centre governance around shared human values: dignity, sustainability, reciprocity. Metrics that measure wellbeing, environmental repair and social cohesion, not just quarterly profits. We already do this in microcosms: some cities are measuring citizen happiness; some nations prioritise environmental stewardship over GDP. It’s not radical. It’s overdue maintenance. We just need to scale it and trust that people can handle complexity if you stop treating them like children.

Post-capitalist experimentation: Look, we don’t need a full revolution overnight. No pitchforks, no guillotines (unless they’re metaphorical and tastefully ironic). But we can start piloting alternatives to extractive capitalism; right now. Universal basic services, like public transport, healthcare, or internet, that aren’t tethered to employment. Community-run cooperatives that control their own data instead of handing it to megacorps. Degrowth trials in towns or cities where the goal isn’t to outpace the S&P 500 but to reduce waste, increase leisure, and nurture local economies. It’s not utopia. It’s beta testing for a less soul-crushing future.

This isn’t naïve utopianism. It’s maintenance. It’s adaptation. The frameworks we inherited were built for a colder war, a simpler globe, and a much slower internet. What comes next won’t be perfect, but it has to be braver. It has to be built not on fear, or profit, or rivalry; but on coordination, creativity, and that quiet, irrational hope that maybe, just maybe, we could actually get this right.

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