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It’s too late to save the world
Ash trees sprout in cracks in the asphalt. The gutters collect leaves, which become soil, in which dandelions sprout.
There’s nothing you can do
A man plants an entire forest. A young girl teaches a drone to deliver saplings. The elderly volunteer to clean up radioactive waste.
You might as well give up
Wolves return to ancestral hunting grounds. Bison return to the prairie. Otters return to the kelp beds. Young oaks push roots deep into reclaimed farmland.
Who cares anyway?
Children draw pictures of flowers. Festivals are held for cherry blossoms and pecans and apples. A crowd cheers as the last line is cut away from the ensnared creature.
I have disobeyed worse than you The world does not die on my watch
Hard disagree. The world would be a much better place if more people had this conversation more frequently. Covering your eyes and la-la-laing the problem away solves nothing, and in fact is the very reason why we are so screwed now.
We can act now, and maybe preserve humanity beyond the next 250 years. Or we can do nothing and guarantee the death of everyone. Make your choice.
I mean, what exactly is the point of trying to “preserve” humanity? We are possibly just obsolete and unable to adapt. Instead we change and manipulate our environment and that’s what it gets us… we can’t just stop doing what we are doing. What’s the purpose of lingering on? Putting new humans who never consented to exist and suffer the consequences of their parents’ actions through literal hell? If you knew you’d be born to experience a horrifying gauntlet in which survival meant a lifetime of hardship and pain? Lol no. Nobody would. Not existing was fucking amazing. It was literal bliss. Dying on the other hand is horrifying. We aren’t contributing anything important to the universe with our existence. It’s fine if we die out. We had an interesting run.
What about the children who are going to live through a worsening world? You can start your suicide cult if you want to but many will carry on. The suffering is just beginning.
Thanos was right, half of us need to go.