And that is change. Oh, not change entirely, but rather the sort of change that upsets the apple cart and leaves us at sea. What are we getting now? The sort of change that leaves us floating at sea with weights on our feet and starving sharks nibbling at our toes. And to be honest with you, all sharks are starving.
We like change, when we can handle it. Change we can’t handle, or think we can’t handle, we abhor. But the world doesn’t care about what we like, it will send change we are certain we can’t deal with. We can’t deal with it, we die. To correct a saying; not only will God inflict matters on you you can’t handle, he’ll giggle maniacally. while watching you flounder about. As God will put it to Satan at the end of time, “Not only was I 10,000 times more evil than you, I cheated at whist.”
The crud is nothing new. We’ve had occasions before this, and we will have occasions afterwords. We’ve had the Black Death, We’ve had measles, smallpox, diphtheria, and typhus. Ethnic cleansing goes back to ancient times, and racial purity has wrecked communities since the day before the beginning. If anything the crud is a rather mild thing, and will most likely just upend matters and lead to the hidebound to wrack and ruin. It won’t kill us, just make us wish we were dead.
And our descendants will look back at this time and ask themselves, “We’re children of that?” And then they will conclude, “Thank God we are not as they.”
The storm will pass, the flood will abate. But before then a ton of shit will come down upon us and leave muck and wreckage in it’s wake. So hunker down, remember to laugh, and don’t let the seers of despair make you seek out extinction.