Yep, I’m going to go start hunting Aliens.
Not with the purpose of proving that life exists on other worlds it probably does, and who cares, but with the purpose of Spaceship jacking the little bastards!
It’s time for me to get the hell off this rock and maybe check back in a hundred years or so. By that time perhaps most of the jackasses will have offed themselves or each other.
I’ve decided on this course of action because in part, of the following:
- Panicked tearful women talking to presidential candidates saying, “I thought I was gonna die when he was elected…”
- Hyper emotional Children scolding the impotent fucking UN.
- Sourpuss sore losers making grandiose and hollow gestures to impeach a President
- Crazy fuckers blowing each other up over, of all things religion?
- Endless demands/hearings for answers about how we came to be in a myriad of situations, instead of fixing the situations. Who cares how/why we got here? We learned it was a mistake, now change direction and move on.
You have got to be fucking kidding me, this is what humanity has come to? Well fuck this!
Better to die in the silence of interstellar space than continue to read about, or be visually / aurally assaulted 24/7 by what has to be the stupidest shit in the galaxy.
If I’m able to jack a spaceship…. Then I can perhaps find a nice planet where the inhabitants are more evolved.
If in fact we were “Seeded” here by an advanced alien race (as some ancient alien researchers believe), when they come back you can bet your ass they’re going to sterilize the planet and start over.
“Well Humans, you had your shot… you fucked it up and now we’re gonna end this failed experiment and try again. Yeah dumb asses, Earth is nothing more to us than a petrie dish and we’re going to flush this mess.”
Then they boil the oceans, flame all the land masses gamma sterilize the planet, and come back in 100,000 years, with better genetic material to try again.
Of course the minute a huge assed starship parked in high orbit above the planet, all Humanity would stop their petty bullshit, look up in fear & wonder, then demand answers from their politicians about why this was allowed to happen.
Based on evidence right here on planet Earth, mass extinction events happen and guess what? The planet spins on! Dinosaurs, assuming any of them became self aware, (Raptors sure look like they were heading that way) must’ve thought they were hot shit, then they were gone.
This planet could be hit at any minute by a Gamma Burst from a dying star, all life would end in a twinkling.
A billion years later, life would probably start over. That’s the nature of life, it’s happened before and will probably happen again. So what the hell do you do about it? Live in fear or prepare?
We don’t know which direction Climate change will take us, we only know the climate is changing and it’s such a big chaotic system that our predictions over the past 40 years have been laughably incorrect.
So what do you do?
One thing at a time… reduce your personal pollution. Make changes where and when you can. Make preparations to accommodate short term issues like flood, fire, earthquake, and be responsible for yourself. Pass from this life with a clear conscience that you personally did your best to live without leaving a mess, and that you did your best to clean up messes as you encountered them. Whatever the global climate does, when you draw your last breath at least know that you minimized your impact on it.
We know our political system is a mess, we know that our representatives (Globally) do not represent the interests of the average person. We know for a fact that people in power will always do whatever it takes; (including, but not limited to, riots, massacres, war, or economic collapse,) to remain in power. That includes religious leaders, by the way… so get physically involved. (Not Facebook or Twitter involved) Oh yeah, twerking in the middle of the street doesn’t count either. The only people you’re annoying by doing that are the very same people that you want on your side. Uh newsflash, they’re not likely to be on your side if you make them late to work, or piss them off with your stupidity. You want to make a point? Vote! Initiate recalls of shitty politicians. If you must twerk, try it in the capitol rotunda. Then it’s more likely you’ll be inconveniencing the people whose attention you’re after.
What you absolutely don’t do is live in fearful apoplexy. In fact, put aside the fear, put on your big human panties and get your shit together!
There are literally tons of issues to work on. Pick one! But don’t be an asshole about it.
So get to fucking work! Try something new, come up with a better plan. Make things better instead of whatever the hell we’re doing now.
My plan is to spacejack the first Alien I encounter and hoist the Jolly Roger!
Arrrrr!