Friday, July 26, 2013

Why We’re Fucked

Living’s a fatal pursuit
For creatures, however astute;
Though we were the master
At getting there faster,
As a rule, species do overshoot.

Forget about lumpers and splitters
And other kinds of bullshitters;
Every thing that we do,
We’re only trying to
Boost feel-good neurotransmitters.

When agriculture arose,
Storing wealth was one of its pros;
But some gained more status
In the social lattice,
Buying what pleasure they chose.

From there we went on to construct
A deal which for most people sucked;
But clout calms the jitters
In neurotransmitters,
And that is the reason we’re fucked.

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