posted on Dec, 16 2012 @ 09:51 PM
We could go now. I wouldn't miss us.
Man has wrecked the planet, the water, the air, the rain forests, the food. He has slaughtered everything that stood in his way for profit or sport
and slapped a patent on everything including the genes that make you you.
He rapes his women, murders his brother, buggers his children and bombs people who've never done a damn thing to him, then goes to church on Sunday
and it's all better.
He builds and sculpts and paints monstrosities for which fools pay millions while masterpieces in Europe scream for restoration.
He pays athletes millions to toss balls around and quibbles over what he'll pay surgeons and scientists and innovators.
He manipulates commodities for profit, charges usurious interest rates while paying absurd interest rates to his clients and collects gargantuan
bonuses after his companies go bankrupt.
pause for breathe
. . . . . then goes to church on Sunday and it's all better.
We could go now. I wouldn't miss us.