I’m sure that the people living in places like Beringia and Doggerland might have thought the world was coming to an end if they saw the rate of the ice receding and the ocean rising and the mammoths disappearing, but the would wasn’t coming to an end then, and it isn’t coming to an end now.
Me too. It’s time I had some time alone.
Yep, this.
I can sit, watching my country tear itself apart over politics (in the UK, the Prime Minister is attempting to suspend parliament… it’s a thing), watching other countries doing similar things, and watching huge parts of the world burn that are, if not technically irreplacable, then certainly won’t recover in my lifetime.
But I’m doing that in my nice warm house, with a fridge full of food, and access to an effectively infinite amount of knowledge and entertainment on the internet - and I can do all that despite being too ill to work. Despite all the problems happening at the moment, it has virtually never been better, and if it ever has been it’s only been marginally so.
Maybe the world is actually in real trouble, more so than ever before. But, right now, a higher percentage of the world population have enough to eat, somewhere to live, and sufficient medical treatment than ever before. Things aren’t perfect, they never have been and never will be. But there’s also a place for perspective.
And my dog will get steak, and my cat will get chopped liver. Or whatever else they may want.
Also, I might develop a cure for cancer.
I enjoy irony.
I’ll be sitting here. We actually have a family pact, for everyone to get here. I can’t leave, my insulin is here. When that runs out I’m dead anyway, in about 3 days. But I have enough foid stockpiled to feet a small group for several weeks. After that we’ll have to rely on hunting and gathering. If it’s total destruction all at once? I guess I’ll die like everyone else.
Eating peanut butter straight out of the jar. And not apologizing for it either, bitches.
I’m constructing a magical tent from sticks setup in my front yard. This magical tent has invisible walls and will protect me from all harm.
I get Negan and Judith on my team. Y’all can fight over Daryl and Rick.
There you go with your reason, perspective and common sense in a chicken little thread. 
Preferably, if it’s fall, next to an outdoor fire. What else do you need?
Same thing I’ve been doing…drinking
On one hand, I would be witness to the biggest thing to ever happen to us since our rise.
On the other, no one to share it with.
I don’t know the specifics of this ending, so I’m not sure what I’d do.
Uhhhh…2019 Madonna or 1985 Madonna?
Relax in my sofa, smoke a big spliff and sip on beer while watching all those fools running crazy on the last channels that still are transmitting.