|This cranky re-run is from December 2011 (notice how much more of a potty mouth I was)|
Monday, December 7, 2015
SHIT THAT I WORRY ABOUT - a cranky re-run
SHIT THAT I WORRY ABOUT
I know, I can plant a tree, but the fucking hurricanes will only knock it and others over. I can drive slower, but some asshole will pass me doing 80 and negate my effort. I could turn down the heat in the winter, but with the warming I won’t have to so….I don’t know, I am just so confused. I am confused, and I have so many other things to worry about.
I worry about running out of food. The population keeps growing taking up space used to grow food and yet we will require more food for the increased population. When will it end? I worry.
I worry about running out of water. Once again, more people need more water and we keep throwing crap into the water making less to drink. I worry.
I worry about shit in the food we do have. I watch TV and see shows about bugs, animal shit, dirt and lots of other bad stuff in our processed food. I worry.
I worry about radar, x-rays, microwaves, radio waves, TV waves, and tidal waves. All those waves that did not exist 100 years ago zapping through our bodies can’t be good. I worry.
I worry about poor people. As the world runs out of stuff, and I still have stuff, I worry about people who don’t have stuff taking my stuff. If they take my stuff then I will be poor and have to take someone else’s stuff. I don’t think I would be very good at taking other peoples stuff. I worry.
I worry about smart people. Smart people might take my stuff just because they can out-smart me and even though they would not need my stuff because they are smart, they might take it any way because what good is being smart if it does not get you more stuff? I worry.
I worry about garbage. More people, more garbage, less space; where are we going to put all that garbage? Will smart people out-smart me and get me to swap my stuff for garbage? If they do, I know poor people won’t take the garbage from me. I don’t want to live in garbage. I worry.
I worry about the sun burning out. How long can that sucker keep burning and heating up the planet. Doesn’t everything eventually burn- out or at least decrease in intensity? What keeps the sun burning? How does the sun regulate its heat production? I guess at least the sun burning out would end global warming. Now I’m not sure which to worry about. I worry.
I worry about running out of stuff to blog about. If this worry shit is the best I can come up with, I’m in trouble. Where will I find new material?