I believe people suck. There’s so much hate and anger in the world. People are killing each other and killing our planet and nobody seems to care that we’re slowly degrading into a race of insensitive, smog-spewing assholes. Everybody just wants to look out for Number One.
“Who cares if it spits out poisonous gases that are choking the atmosphere, I look really cool in this hummer so that makes it ok.”
We are destroying the planet we live on. This isn’t temporary. This isn’t like trashing a hotel room that we’ll never have to come back to, ripping down the curtains, breaking the lamps, flipping the mattresses; after we leave someone will just come and clean it up. It’s not like that. We’re going into the house we live in and sleep in every single night, where we play and eat and exist, and we’re throwing some bug spray in the microwave, setting it to 10 minutes on high, and stepping out the door. Except we can’t leave. We can’t “step out” of our house, our planet. We’re stuck here, in our very own airtight garage with the car still running, and eventually there’s going to be nothing left but the fumes to breathe.
We are poisoning the only home we have, and not just with smog and greenhouse gases and deforestation. We’re poisoning it with hate and contempt for each other. Everybody’s fighting today. We’re fighting about land and oil and food and race and religion and money. We’re fighting because we don’t have enough of this or because they have too much of that. Ridiculously large numbers of people are dying every day because we insist on sending them into battle so we can get more fossil fuels with which to pollute the air we breathe. People are dying every day because we’re too busy playing War to bother with giving aid to all the starving, diseased, impoverished masses of the world.
If people could, as a whole, just take a step back and look at everything we’re doing, see all the ugly death and starvation and bigotry mucking up the works along with our blatant disregard for Mother Nature and the vast home she’s given us, it just might be possible to remedy our errors of the past. It might not be too late for the human race to make the effort to suck a little less, and start giving something back to the world in the form of kindness, caring, and compassion for the well-being of the planet we live on and all the creatures we share it with. In doing so, we just might be able to salvage this train-wreck we’ve created called our “existence,” and make the world a much more appealing place to live.
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