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Cute little rhino family!

Total environmental collapse is close. But not to worry; let’s party like it’s the 80s.

 

Drink ’til you’re drunk and vomit as much as possible in public in return for medal-like cheers from your blaspheming peers, every weekend. Nail plenty of chicks with no remorse or guilt.

 

Take shots in the arm and share the cigarette butts with your mates in dark rooms; drive like a maniac and run over others’ scuttling pets as the violent music pumps through the tinted windows while police suspect your arrival means work for them. Scream and play and throw plastic, glass and other waste everywhere you go, as a triumphant sign to nothing and nobody that “I waz here!”, all the while raving like it’s the biggest gig ever. That’s right. Give no thought to tomorrow.

 

It’s all about YOU, now, today, tonight, every day and every night. This is the condition of the human mind, it seems. It’s great to live this way, it appears, isn’t it? Yeah, gimme more of the glory, drugs, sex and physical euphoria, I hear you crave. But have you the time to spare a meagre thought for another world; a world parallel with your own – a world you are part of, but refuse to acknowledge or deal with?

 

It’s not an endless party. This is how much of the world lives, in part. Sorry dudes. It’s collapse. The picture painted above is one we’ve seen or at least repeatedly heard of. Sadly, every day, global consumerism-driven partying spins this globe into its next revolution, while our non-human comrades are being ruthlessly eradicated.

 

When you were last pissed to Hell and back, surrounded by buddies equally as plastered, down some forgotten side street, the killers were out.

Killers you may never know about; killers who bring pleasures of fine tooth and skin trinkets to our world as it spins and parties out of total control. Their brief is to scorch this planet of all life, all its blessings, and all its offerings to humankind.

 

Poachers. These sly soldiers are well armed, and they’re no match for wildlife which was born at peace with its surroundings. Enter money-driven commercial poaching and hello! Suddenly it is not all about you, nor is it about now. These gangs are culling every identifiable member of every species they can convert into cash. Here’s an example.

 

Try not to faint. Alas, this happens daily to species worldwide. And as we party like it’s never gonna end, we’re heading for a heck of a smack into the ground, hard, soon. When we emerge from our endless frivolous celebrations in praise of the towers of capitalist gods we’ve created, wildlife will be all but gone, poachers will be searching for new animals to slaughter, and the wildlife-filled planet you knew would have vapourised… just like that party fever waned when you finally stopped the madness. Have you thought about this? Get it, folks.

 

We’re going to wake up soon, and all the nature we know – everywhere – will be dead and dying. Is that the world you want to bring your kids up in?

 

Then maybe it’s time to jump off the bloated global consumerism party trip and stretch out a hand to the planet which keeps giving us life, every day, while our brothers and sisters persistently invent new ways of trying to kill it – as well as every wild creature humanity has ever known to live alongside us.

 

Is this an over-reaction? Nah, just a few home truths. Sadly.

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