I just got a small taste of what it’s gonna be like here on Planet Earth in the year 2028—and, frankly, it scared the holy crap out of me. “So. What happened?” you might ask.
Long story.
First of all, a massive curtain of toxic smoke from the huge NorCal wildfires slowly descended on my own hometown recently. We all struggled around in gas masks and it became rather hard to breathe.
Next I foolishly started thinking, “What’s a little haze in the air? I’m young. I’m strong. I don’t need no stinking gas masks.” Ha.
And then I got a horrible sore throat. My eyes watered. My nose ran. I constantly coughed. I took to my bed. I truly thought that I was going to die.
But I didn’t.
But I could have.
And that, dear readers, was my own personal sneak-preview experience of what death by climate catastrophe will be like in the year 2028.
Your experience could be different, of course. You could freeze to death—or drown in a flood or get hit by a tornado. But for most of us? It will be one long, painful and ignominious Death by Sore Throat.
PS: And what will be the main cause of this massive human-extinction event? No, it won’t be because you or I didn’t drive a Prius or because we forgot to recycle or even because we took too many jet plane rides on vacation.
No, Extinction ’28 will be mostly caused by all those petty little “wars” that our idiot leaders in Washington, DC; London, Tel Aviv and Saudi Arabia are so very fond of.
Their constant and heartless mega-bombing of Yemen not only murders school children in Sanaa but it also is murdering us too—only slower.
Afghanistan, Syria, Iraq, Ukraine, Palestine, Gaza, Ferguson. . . . Every single bomb dropped, every single tank on the ground and every single F16 in the air brings all of us just that much closer to Extinction 2028.
Jane Stillwater is a freelance writer who hates injustice and corruption in any form but especially injustice and corruption paid for by American taxpayers. Her latest book is “Road Trip to Damascus.”
I’m very grateful that I was far south of the fires. No matter how unbreatheable the air, I, like any other elderly smoker in California, would have been required to go outdoors to smoke. The fires helped California become more smoker-free by killing off otherwise healthy smokers.