ever see those national geographic photos?
the ones where this one lone polar bear has been stranded on a tiny fragment of ice, adrift in the middle of the arctic ocean. the frozen chunk is hardly big enough to accommodate it. and to make matters worse, the platform is melting too. but the sea is so vast and so cold that if the bear tried swimming for it, it would die before reaching any landmass.
you can see, in that photograph – as the polar bear perches nervously – that it knows deep down, it is utterly fucked.
right now, that’s me.