Fire and Ice

[An oldie, renovated:]

Wondering how we’ll expire?

The answer, in case you inquire:

What we know now’s concise— 

Though ice might be nice, 

The world will be ending in fire.

Acceptance via Determinism

We’re made of material dust

In a world neither just nor unjust;

What happens each day

Can be no other way

Because molecules move as they must. 

Oil Companies Knew

It sure takes a whole lot of gall

For people to make such a call;

But who is to say

How much they should pay

For knowingly killing us all?

Mass Migrations and Lifeboat Ethics

Maybe now is a good time to think

How we’ll act, going over the brink;

In any case, sadly,

Things will end badly,

Plus, all of the lifeboats will sink.

Do What You Love

These four words of wit reinforce 

What doomers do well to endorse:

It’s over, this mess,

So do it, unless

You’re a serial killer, of course.

Updating Einstein

“I know not with what weapons World War III will be fought, but World War IV will be fought with sticks and stones.”

He knew lots about science—and more, 

But he didn’t know doom was in store:

Due to NTHE, 

After World War III,

There’ll be no one to fight World War IV. 

Ancient Zen Wisecracks

“To be is to do.” — Socrates

“To do is to be.” — Sartre

“Do be do be do.” — Sinatra

“What to do,” asks the doom devotee,

 “With the onrushing shit potpourri?”

The answer, my friend,

For approaching the end,

Is not to “do,” simply to “be!”