If you say so. We'll see in the next 40 years.
Keep in mind that those 40 years will see a ridiculous amount of technological advancement.
Even if global warming
were a legitimate threat, the rate technology will've accelerated by then, we'll have come up with
something to keep the greenhouse gases' levels down. Efficient electric cars. Reliable renewable energy sources. I'm not saying "great, let's guzzle petroleum and set fire to refridgerators," because adding to a problem is adding to a problem, and it's moronic no matter which way you slice it, but I honestly think you're totally underestimating the human race, and whenever I see all these people harping on about these doomsday scenarios and saying how we're all gonna die the first thing I notice is that they've thoroughly forgotten that humanity has a knack for
living. We're excellent at surviving.
If anything's gonna kill us, it'll be ourselves - and it'll be via weaponry, not driving down the shops.
Even in the worst case scenario: It's 2050, and the sea is up to our ankles, it's 35 degrees celsius and there's a new type of mosquito which eats everybody's faces off and then slashes your tyres. Do you really think everyone's just going to be going "right, well I guess this is our fate" and then we'll just sit there with bugs munching on our heads? God no. We'll have been preparing for
years. Spent milions on defences and antidotes and fantastic science. We'll be sitting there with personal fans and factor 200 sunscreen, soaking up the rays.
Global warming isn't a nice thing, but it's far from the worst problem humanity's faced. Fuck, it's far from the worst problem the
coelacanth's faced. If an ugly fish can survive, I think we've got a fair shot.
In fact, even if it
does end up that we all find ourselves six feet on the ground [EDIT: read; "underground," not "on the ground"], it won't be for lack of resistance. Humanity will RAGE against the dying of the light. We have METAL CANNONS THAT WE PROPEL OURSELVES AROUND THE EARTH WITH. Look at any plane, we're fantastic. Real, authentic geniuses. If a plane doesn't do the trick, you can look at this thingybob I'm using right now: an instant communication network that can send this message from here in the UK all around the earth in seconds. We're miracle-workers. As soon as it becomes urgent, god knows we'll
try to deal with a heatwave and some toxic fumes, and given our track record I've got a hunch we'll win.
I've probably repeated myself about ninety times 'cause I've been on the dizzy-water, but have faith. Worst comes to the worst, you'll have been happy for 39 years. Tragic.
I'm still in a funk and I'm trying to figure out how to deal with people. I have to deal with people I don't want to deal with a lot, and the people I want to deal with are never there (busy).
I have more to say, don't know how to say it.
I know the feeling! Or rather, I have known the feeling. But, the people are out there. You called us friends, earlier. Flattering, but it's not a massive coincidence that a bunch of people who you can get on with have flocked to this site. Truth is, they're not especially rare. There are a craptonne of good people knocking about. Pleasant people attract pleasant people and nobs attract nobs. And there are plenty of both. It may not immediately be clear who's who, but just go out a bit. Attend parties when you can find 'em. Find people who you genuinely like and hang out with them a bit. The power to find good people is in your hands. Use it! Abuse it! They might not like the same music, or they might not like the same films, but just keep at it. You're a good bloke. Likable, fun, authentically witty. Good people will gravitate to you. Even if you feel like you're pissing into the wind now and then, they will.
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