A perceptive take on what I call, for shorthand, "Glomart"--short for "Global Market Economy" with parodic reference to "Walmart" or Kmart": that is, the fossil fuel-based, zero-sum game of infinite "growth" we are currently in, which has turned our living planet into a planet-sized mall with four classes of consumers: the Owners (the super-rich and their corporations); the Consumers (the middle class, who work for the Owners and buy their stuff); the Working Poor (i.e. the wage-slaves aspiring, in abject futility, to save enough of their piddling wages to enter the middle class) and the marginalized Others (whether the criminal underworld, despised ethnic minorities, or indigenous tribal peoples trying to preserve some fragment of their devastated cultures.) Glomart is, as you indicate, the Cancer of the Earth, and Cancer has only two possible outcomes: death (systemic collapse) or spontaneous remission. The former, unfortunately, is vastly more common; only 25 out of a million cases of terminal cancer ever go into spontaneous remission. Still the spontaneous remission of the Glomart Cancer of the Earth is possible in theory, but only if some unforeseen "butterfly effect" triggers a runaway feedback loop of awakening. Fat chance, I'm afraid...