God Hole posted:

in a couple of months i turn 30. just before that, i will fulfill an appointment with my urologist to get a vasectomy. feels good man. my only concern is that i'll be one of the 1% who develop chronic ball pains

Wakko posted:

yes that was the whole plan with exxon suppressing climate research for the 30 years or so where doing things would have mattered

although aside from the posters ITT not sure how many will enjoy being unceremoniously dumped into a mass grave, but we'll get to find out together!

err posted:

Sedisp posted:

Not serious enough whatever could you mean?

Minrad posted:

us c 130s log 175,000 combined flight hours, yearly

Minrad posted:

im sure if you cut down on your personal waste a bit you can match the equivalent of driving 2.8 billion miles every year though

Hubbert posted:

the best part is that the chinese actually did their own

Basic Poster posted:

Also I mean, idk where the $7500 came from. I read 20-40k plus $1k/ year payment for ever (HOA? loving probably).

Even at 20k...you could easily make your own bunker. Just rent a backhoe and a concrete contractor and put it in your yard.

Xaris posted:

fortunately the biosphere is collapsing so we don't have to worry

Car Hater posted:

They also already have their domes. Cheyenne Mountain. Raven Rock. Chiashan. And thousands of others scattered throughout the world, designed to keep the notion of the state and it's right to dominate you alive forever. You think they didn't think of you pooping in the vents when your grandparents were still in nappies?

Only Da Bomb can save us now

Rime posted:

Tossing and turning in bed tonight, my mind settled on something which hasn't stopped bothering me since my excessive travels in America. I'd just write this in my journal, but I seem to have lost it on a mountainside in July. Forums posting takes the place of a blog. More readers here anyways.

There is a lack of vibrancy in the world, today, everything has become sterile. In the 1990's and early 2000's, I guess, we hadn't aggressively urban sprawled so far yet, and just straight up hadn't killed off so much. It really, really hosed me up, I think, to have seen so much of the continent so fast through the eyes of someone who knows how bad a state the biosphere is and in to process speedrun an understanding of just how barren and desertified and over-developed this continent has become.

I have a nearly photographic long-term memory, so it is staggering to lay there and play back experiences in my mind from twenty years ago to today. To think of how the ocean had a smell to it, and forests had such sound. How when you walked in nature, you could feel it buzzing around you with vibrancy, but that even then it was the death throes of an ecosystem compared to a century prior. It is impossible to look at photographs or video from even fifty years ago, and contrast it to today, and not realize that the world already ended years ago while you were playing a videogame.

Realizing that the world I grew up in and which shaped me as I ran through its glades and meadows, caught fireflies by rainforest streams, was already a dying and severely damaged one. That's some poo poo.

I used to have plans, I wanted to kayak the Broughton Archipelago, spend a month exploring the Spatsizi on foot, cross the Brooks Peninsula - never touched by the last ice age and home to a staggering array of unrecorded plants. Build a homestead far away from the internet and society and quite happily avoid the madness for a long, long time. Visions held in my imagination, vague memories of places visited and places read about and places seen in documentaries.

Whenever I think of these plans now, they have the taste of ash, because I know whatever ecosystem existed there when I dreamed them up has been rendered silent by our excesses - or will be by the time I finally say enough is enough and put down my career for good. I know it will, because this already the case on every trip I've done in the past several years. The landscapes remain, but the vibrancy has been stilled. Just my footsteps and the wind and rarely a bird so far away it may just be a memory. No buzzing of life, only of chainsaws if there's old growth nearby. Drying moss and reddening cedars, a sea bereft of jumping salmon, the air oddly clear of insects, and a forest floor with not a beetle to be seen.

To hear the owl call your name is the harbinger of death, to my aunts people - the Kwakwaka'wakw, but what when there are no owls left to call?

What then?

Mayor Dave posted:

Donziger got 6 months in real jail for contempt of court lmfao, guess it doesn't pay to win a lawsuit against Chevron

https://twitter.com/SDonziger/status/1444013420857204737?s=19

RC Cola posted:

Lmao. Lol.

The Demilich posted:

I've never wanted to wedgie a planet before.

SKULL.GIF posted:

https://twitter.com/JordanUhl/status/1446626237649129475

scary ghost dog posted:

you must take a lot of antidepressants

Acelerion posted:

Take what you currently know about people and put the average one in front a a bunch of big gently caress off architecture/signage about imminent doom if you so much as disturb a rock and tell me what you think will happen

CODChimera posted:

so are we more or less doomed currently? feels like there's been less destruction recently

Femur posted:

They shared.

Perry Mason Jar posted:

This week I ordered a half ($125) from my dude and when I showed up he said oh the strain you want I have an ounce left of it so do you want to take the full ounce for $150 instead? I said oh poo poo hold on let me check... okay I have $146. Done deal.

A dispensary would never.

A Terrible Person posted:

I'm morbidly curious as to how the first world countries are going to handle food shortages and/or outright famine in the information age.

Tens hundreds of thousands running out of food while their internet connections are still paid for, getting called pussies by fascists that haven't been hit yet but also not getting a hell of a lot of sympathy from people who have survived food insecurity in the past. At least in the beginning.

I know a lot of us have been there, going a week or more on nothing except maybe a ramen packet, can of corn, or single-serving bag of ham slices maybe once every few days due to inexperience, bad planning, or outright lack of options.

I don't know. I'm just wondering what happens when a bunch of otherwise comfortable people are confronted with the fact that being "hungry" isn't just skipping breakfast or neglecting to grab a late night snack; when they're confronted by the fact that a single, unseasoned hard-boiled egg is a feast for kings if you don't know when you'll eat again. Especially when they can still tweet or post on Facebook or whatever about it.

Again, just morbid curiosity.

err posted:

Sci-fi movies have absolutely fried this dude's brain.

Complications posted:

2042 seems a bit optimistic, but I like your spirit.

Cup Runneth Over posted:

There is one good thing: it'll be over soon.

Homeless Friend posted:

Tempora Mutantur posted:

goddamn the actual article is dark

yep just a neutral, impartial mirror

a free market of search results, really

strange feelings re Daisy posted:

I watched "The Road" for the first time last night, and let me tell you, that did not make me feel any better lol

Chamale posted:

Millions of Africans will starve before any American cattle do.

SKULL.GIF posted:

It seems pretty clear to me that at some point in the next decade we're going to take drastic measures to alter the planet's climate but without actually addressing any of the problems that led us to need to take these measures.

Looking forward to atmospheric dimming bringing back winters or some poo poo while we continue to burn as much carbon as humanly possible.

silicone thrills posted:

DLU spoiler - All the people they brought to the new planet are also too loving old to have kids as well so the humans are definitely doomed lmao