
"Well, the deputy walks on hard nails and the preacher rides a mount./But nothing really matters much, it's doom alone that counts."
Nothing really matters much, it's doom alone that counts.
This is my response to the Doomsday Clock dudes who've decided that humanity's odds of avoiding total annihilation just got a little, teensy wit better. To them I scream: "Who the fuck cares about the great, teeming abstract of a million generations?! THE SUN IS GOING TO DESTROY ALL TRACES OF US ANYWAY, SOON ENOUGH."
Have a nice weekend. Hug somebody you love.
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