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[theatokos]

Reading this headline just now - 'Only 50 years left' for sea fish- shocked me awake from my late-in-the-day office stupor. If it's not headlines telling me that the world is going to hell in a turbo-charged SUV, it's another! By the time I get around to having kids there won't be a world left worthy of them. No more clean air and water (at least in major urban centers, which is where the vast majority of people will be living), no more winter thanks to global warming, no more glaciers, and now no more fish in the ocean. It's just so depressing. Did people think this a generation ago? Were our parents terrified of bringing us into the world, and yet they did so anyway out of the hope in their hearts? Because if so then maybe there is hope. Our world is deeply flawed, but maybe instead of driving a turbo charged SUV straight to hell we are merely taking the scenic route in a Yugo. If only these headlines didn't remind me of my biological need to procreate. RIGHT NOW.

Damn biological clock.

What to do about the vanishing fishies? What to do? I don't think the date that Adam and I have planned for tonight (T minus 5 minutes and counting) is part of the solution: a sushi dinner at Kirala and then a viewing of the Gate Theatre of Dublin's Waiting for Godot.

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[goddessofmercy.livejournal.com]

don't think the date that Adam and I have planned for tonight (T minus 5 minutes and counting) is part of the solution: a sushi dinner at Kirala and then a viewing of the Gate Theatre of Dublin's Waiting for Godot.

howilearned and i had similar evening plans, and a similar reaction when we saw that news article.