[sarcasm font]a little something to brighten your day.[/sarcasm font]

[note: i started writing this a couple days ago, but just found the piece from the new yorker online, for your edification.]

last night i read a piece in this week's new yorker on the subject of global warming, and it really scared the bejeezus out of me. i know, how early 90s of me, eh? but seriously, shit's fucked up. i mean, beyond fucked up. we have effectively destroyed this planet's environment, and are -- when you get down to it -- preparing the stage for our own extinction, yet everyone acts like this is old news not worth talking about. i'm sorry to be all soapboxy, but it blows my mind that we're collectively so keen on facilitating this planet's (and our own) demise. is it just some sort of mass denial? an unspoken agreement that we all pay no attention to the man behind the curtain?

by the way, that piece is the first of three on the matter that the new yorker is publishing. i can only imagine how desolate i'm going to feel after reading the next two.

Comments

[Spurious Plum]

Thanks. Apocalyptic sentiment goes well with Diet Coke.

[ccaruso]

Cripes. Yet another reason for me to hate the other members of my own species. As soon as we have space flights to Mars, I am sooo outta here.

[malice]

no, YOU are lovely. and look! now i have comments!