”You do not have to be good.
You do not have to walk on your knees
for a hundred miles through the desert repenting.
You only have to let the soft animal of your body love what it loves.
Tell me about despair, yours, and I will tell you mine.
Meanwhile the world goes on.”

- Mary Oliver ‘Wild Geese’

I could accept everyone becoming dumber if we were also becoming nicer (golden retriever-fication) instead of getting more evil

For my first post I thought it appropriate to bring hope. Things are uncertain and even ominous, but I can’t just give up. There’s just so much worth fighting for, and I’ll be damned if I don’t try to make this death sentence a life paragraph.