Welcome to the hellish handbasket. If you think you can get out of the unfolding global disaster without moving to another planet, you are deluded. If you decide to stay (as if you have a choice), you are in the handbasket with the rest of us. When psychos drop bombs and kill kids in the name of making our lives better, we need to remember, we are all in this together, whether we like it or not. When the handbasket goes to hell, the psychos are taking us all with them.
The situation in the U.S. is a classic case of rearranging the deck chairs on the Titanic. There’s only one ship. One handbasket. One planet. Greed drives humans to exploit people and the planet for short-term profit while blindly ignoring the fact that their actions will drown them along with the rest of us. You’d think they would have more sense, but apparently the smell of money and power outweighs their desire for survival.
It would be nice if only the psychos went down with the ship. Sadly, no.
I’m glad I don’t have kids. Best decision I ever made.
Eventually the psychos will be out of power, but by then it will be too late. Oh, well. Civilizations come and go. All we can do now is spend our time striving to make the end days less painful for the vulnerable.
God, if there is a god, loves everyone you hate.
Meanwhile, I plan to spend the blip of time I have left by trying to make my dinky corner of the universe a little bit better for the people I meet and the planet I call home.