Zero
Population Oath
I intended to go into a full, vein-bulging, fire-breathing
Rant about how our human proclivity to burden the
Earth
with way too many warm bodies needs to be summarily
addressed before we start knifing each other for
our rainwater
runoff, but I realized that no words of my peculiar
wisdom would make the smallest dent in skulls protected
by Duggar-quality
obliqueness. However, a step in the right direction
for we Americans might be to quit offering tax deductions
for more than two children, a measure which will
require a bit of grandfathering, for sure.
Meanwhile scientists, human ones, that is, speculate
that the Earth is trundling towards a sixth major
extinction event, one
driven
by
man's short-sighted
dominion over the land. From the genetic ashes we
leave behind
there will no doubt arise new civilizations, one
which, hopefully, might even include an archeological
wing. This could only lead to new museums full of
dusty
bones
from the epoch of
both man and dinosaur. (Three guesses whose bones
the schoolchildren of 100,002,015
AD will find more interesting, T-Rex or homo couch-potatum.)
There's no doubt that the THINGS the human
race created will be more
interesting to future historians than the species itself
though some of the items will be completely indecipherable
without
a user-manual. Namely millions upon millions of small
rectangles of plastic and glass, entirely featureless
save for a small, circular silhouette of
what might have been the fruit of a tree.
=Lefty=
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Ongoing
technical note: For those employing an
RSS feed the
new file-name is "rp-rss.xml". I
could have kept the old filename but I'm
pretty sure the path to ragingpencils.com
was going to break the feed anyway.
=Lefty=
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