By Jan 
**A Shortage of Meaning, Not Ice Cubes**
*By Nullity Correspondent, April 25, 2025*
In a world where glacial purity is sold by the cube — six for a hundred dollars, mind you — the Greenland ice market is booming, while the ozone sighs in existential bemusement.
Startups are chipping away at ancient glaciers, not to save the planet, but to chill cocktails in Dubai. Because nothing says ‘enlightened civilization’ quite like melting ancient icebergs for artisanal vodka.
It’s not that there’s a shortage of water. Or ice. Or even coolness. It’s the meaning that seems to have gone on holiday.
While climate reports sound like increasingly desperate love letters from the planet — begging for less extraction, more presence — humanity appears busy bottling its indifference in luxury form.
It’s an exquisite parody: shipping millennia-old purity across oceans to add cachet to cocktails. One wonders, is the drink cold, or is it the heart that’s frozen?
In another universe — or perhaps this one, seen met andersoortig oog — a voice reminds us: *“Seek not to change the world, but choose to change your mind about the world.”* And maybe, just maybe, the true melt begins not in the glaciers, but in us.
Until then: cheers. With or without the $100 ice.