Hooray for Deniers!

Deniers keep kicking the can,

Helping doomers, as part of fate’s plan:

Though we’re just a few,

When they’re doomers too,

That’s when the shit hits the fan. 

The Upside of Extinction

The Upside of Extinction

What turns out unstoppable then

Might occasion some grand Amen,

Because when it’s done,

It means that no one

Will ever suffer again.

H/T: Kathy Cassandra

(Moved here from previous post.)

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More Upside of Extinction

Doom overall’s about grief,

But, much like a fart or a queef,

Effects that are mental,

Although incidental,

Will also include some relief.

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Better Living Through Chemistry

Extinction won’t leave any heirs

To the suffering humankind shares;

Plop plop, fizz fizz,

What relief it is!

Released from all of our cares.

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Suicide or Euthenasia?

Extinction we’re causing worldwide

Might be thought of as suicide;

But if ending the pain

Is seen as humane,

Euthenasia’s what’s being applied. 

More Negativity

Control

How much of our life we create

Has been a longstanding debate;

But when closely reviewed,

Doom should have us conclude

That we’re not in control of our fate.

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We Are Like Snowflakes

As what you alone thought and felt

Because of the cards you were dealt,

Doom’s right path for you

Will be unique too;

And also, we’re soon going to melt.

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Think of the Children

If children not born knew they’d grow

In our world so chock-full of woe,

And if option they got

To go through it or not,

They’d probably answer, “Fuck no!”

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Attaining Acceptance

I’m working real hard to create

A way to accept our fate;

Pursuing that shit

Prob’ly won’t help a bit,

But it’s something to do while we wait.

When Doom Hits Me

It would help, I thought, when times got rough,

To stock booze and similar stuff;

But that time is past:

For how long I will last,

Two or three bottles should be enough. 

Doomer Resigned

It turns out we’re not going to find

Any way out of our bind,

So I’m off the hook

From having to look—

Whew! That’s a load off my mind. 

Misfits

Deniers who plumb crazy call

Those misfits announcing our fall

Will find it quite strange

That with habitat change

It turns out that we’re misfits all. 

Depression

Depression

Watching the fan turning brown

Changes a smile to a frown:

Abandoning schemes

Like our hopes and our dreams

Tends to bring people down.

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Indisposed

People are into denying

How everything’s going to be frying;

One reason they’re giving:

The long habit of living

Indisposeth us for dying.

H/T: Sir Thomas Browne

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Readers’ Comments Show Doomer Bargaining Useless

http://dailycaller.com/2013/10/23/doomsday-professor-were-all-gonna-die-by-2040-from-global-warming/

If you still think we’ll stop our fall,

Look over that ignorant scrawl;

We continue to cope,

But there’s no fucking hope—

No fucking hope at all.

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What Should I Do?

Doom’s coming, what should I do?

Do the math, let it in, get a clue,

Get it into your head

We’ll all soon be dead,

Accept that it’s over—we’re through.

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Was It All Worth It?

Efforts to live may redouble

But still make our habitat rubble;

There was more work than fun,

And now that we’re done,

At least it’s the end of the trouble.
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Goodbye

No matter how hard we try,

It turns out we’re all going to die;

With no reason to lie,

Causal science tells why

It’s the end of the world. Say goodbye.