So apparently Fukushima could shit the bed for the entire world pretty soon.
Why am I not surprised? Honestly, in my mind I’ve always had this impending sense of doom, like the world is already so overpopulated, disconnected, selfish and apocalypse-worthy.
So much of our culture is about sacrificing what was, and what could be, for what we can get now. Disposable people, disposable products, disposable world.
Maybe it all isn’t so bad. I’m having a great time in life right now! Been dating and enjoying the process of writing book #2, every time Sons of Anarchy comes on when I’m cuddling with a girl they always want sex! I think it’s the violence that turns them on.
Radiation in the ocean? Hey, as long as the beer is cold and the boobs perky, that’s someone else’s problem.