by Noah
Your Saturday Cartoon:
Is the summer over yet? Nah, not even close. As I write this, it's Thursday, July 27 and it's 93 degrees, plus the humidity, plus all that fine Canadian air that's still wafting down from the endless fires up in Quebec. I can taste the ash and I can feel it in my eyes as soon as I go outside. The weird thing is that it's all miles and miles of huge pines that are burning up there but there's no scent of pine, just the smell of burnt wood. You might as well stick your head in the fireplace. Gonna be hotter tomorrow. I have family living in Texas. Why, I don't know. It's much hotter there, much hotter. In Arizona, even the iconic Saguaro Cacti are dying from the heat.
I've been wondering what the Republican goon portion of our population has to say about all this as it smacks them in the face every day. No, not really. We all know. Denial. Denial. Denial. Just like everything else and no one will let me bury these people up to their heads in the ground and just leave them in the hot sun until the jackals come and do what jackals do.
If you already understand, you won't need to read "Hothouse Earth".
If you still don't get it, you won't want to read "Hothouse Earth" either because it threatens to make one think, which is something most people are loathe to do.
If your only purpose is to chortle at just how willfully ignorant and stupid a lot of americans are, you also don't need to read it.
But it's still a decent book.
Pandemic stupidity and narcissism that *is* america since... the '60s?
One thing you won't hear from anybody: "I was wrong".
The corollary to that; you also won't hear: "you were right".