We have collectively agreed to precipitate, without significant demur, the most cataclysmic disaster in our species’ brief history—rather than give up petroleum-fueled eternal growth. Or to be precise, we have abrogated control of the future to a few inconceivably wealthy psychopaths who imagine their bunkers will protect them from the same future they are destroying. They choose petroleum-fueled eternal growth, and the rest of us go along with it. Fuck you, dialectical materialism. We want same-day delivery. More

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