The 4th of July feels like a sad holiday to me. We celebrate an independence won over two centuries ago, like an out of shape former athlete reminiscing about his glory days on the high school football team.
What we need independence from today isn’t the British — who seem about as threatening as a glass of warm Ovaltine — but from modern tyrannies like big business and, of course, the national security state.
Not really any countries left, maybe we should just send all of them into space. Maybe they can find their god out there.
We could build an ark for them, maybe. Two arks. There could be an “A” ark, and then a “B” ark…
The tale of the B Ark is a warning. The civilization that sent it died due to a disease spread on telephones. All that was left was the worst of them, which became us.
I don’t think anyone has claimed the Great Pacific garbage patch yet. I’d say that’s prime real estate for them.