8/25/21
Hey, have you heard of a virus called of COVID-19?
Few people know this about me: I was exposed to this wacky bug a few weeks ago. I just didn’t post about it on the ol’ Facebook wall. Thanks to all the smoke in air, conditions were unsafe to host my usual desert cleanups, so I didn’t have to reveal my dark secret.
I got to slack from work for a week or so. In fact, that’s when I started blogging on this site!
I threw up once. I suffered a runny nose and a headache for about a week, but I can’t say if it was from COVID or smoke. Wife & kiddos were mostly the same. In the Wooley house, we were all fortunate enough not to experience any serious complications.
I was responsible, being careful not to infect anyone in the outside world. I watched some TV, and I worked on my truck. Quarantine rocked!
Now I have a choice to make: Toss up a middle finger to the global peer pressure, or submit to the needle.
“GASP! What the fork, Phil?!” you scream, punching the sheetrock. “You mean, you haven’t been vaccinated?!”
Nope… not yet.
I’m reading about it every day. Yeah, I still have cold feet about this. There’s some scary “what if” scenarios. I’m not talking Will Smith versus tweaker zombies. I’m thinking more along the lines of long-term health, or even genetic complications.
The COVID media campaigns have squashed out most of the YouTubes and WordPresses featuring the normal paranoid freaks, who cook quality conspiracy theories. I really have to dig to find anything, other than “Take the damn shot!”
As hard as they’re becoming to find, there are still some out there. My favorite conspiracy theory right now is about depopulation.
Thinking about conspiracies & stuff, take a look outside. The world is kinda’ on fire.
I’m not even touching the debate about whether or not, we humans broke the planet. Instead, I’m bringing up our dwindling space and resources. 7.9 billion is a lot of eating, pooping humans, who have to move around somehow. That’s a lot of vehicles, shit, and a HUGE appetite. We simply cannot sustain this growth.
So what can we do about this?
Humans are still banging each other everywhere. I knocked up my wife 5 times. If my kids have as many kids as we did, I’d be the proud grandpa of 25. I am living proof that we humans cannot be trusted to manage our own population through responsible breeding.
Maybe we can spread to other planets? Mars looks much like Dayton, Nevada. I could get used to the scenery. It’s the lack of oxygen, which concerns me a little. It would take a lot of money and effort to build any decent habitat there. None of the other moons or planets seem doable either.
Space stations might work. But with the price tags and explodi bois involved in building those, I bet there’s only enough room for for a $elect few.
What’s left to do? Do we let it all dry up and burn, or…?
We’re a pretty smart bunch at times, so I’m sure someone saw it all coming, and has some sort of plan. I wouldn’t be surprised if that plan involves chemically, or genetically putting a stop to our crotch goblin factories. It would be cleaner than genocide, and you could easily hide the hand that threw that rock… at least for a while.
It sounds extreme, but imagine living on Earth with only 500 million people. Less land would be needed for farming. Water would clear up all over the world. Endangered animals would bounce back, and the sky might even be blue again. It’d be a great time to be terrestrial.
But wait! we’d still have stuff to keep running, so that we can fly to Florida, and take advantage of the better fishing. Who’s going to push all the buttons, and pull the levers after they wipe out the bottom 94% of humans?
Which brings me to the main topic of this post: Armageddon and Elon Muskbots
Yuuuuup… Muskbots.
What do you think? Will the billionaires have all of us po-folk spayed and neutered, so their spoiled grandkids can enjoy a more spacious, cleaner earth, with all the bacon they can eat?
I bet some of them think it’s worth a shot.
