The clearest description I have managed so far about my blog is that it is not about cats. In general, I find predators pretty predictable while prey on the other-hand, because they live in universes of anxiety, develop more textured personalities. I also have as a writer a deft hand when it comes to making matters worse, so of course , the already panicky are ready made for me. I will try to grow this blog into an assortment of laughs, because that is what my life has mostly taught me to do. I will use the famous people I have known to get your attention and then tell you small but many times wonderful things about them. I will never name the ones I say ugly things about but I hope you will guess who they are.
Bitch Slapping Mother Nature
by Regis Boff
In all of human history, we have never on mass said as a species,” No, we will not let Nature take a course.” We have always grimly accepted death; there wasn’t an alternative.
So now we have one. Medicine and science have finally said no.
Part of me senses that we have chosen out of philosophical privilege to pay a price that may exceed the value of the life we have spared.
My misguided generation was voided of traditional good sense because we had too much. Circumstances made us fortunate, so instead of hardness, we opted for superficial political meanness and hate. If we survive to an epitaph, it will most likely read, ” Very nice but wrong.”