JCC You Need Something New To Worry About

Here it is: microplastic pollution

https://www.theguardian.com/environ...-around-world-contaminated-by-plastic-studies

It seems really bad and I'm prepared to agree with you if you think it's a really bad thing.

 

thanks. i really needed this.

 

I don't worry about anything because I was lucky enough to be born at a time when I would have died of natural causes by the time I die of all this horrific stuff anyway.

 

naw i'm pretty sure our generation will be wiped out by a super bacteria or something

 

Yes exactly. But I'm already approaching middle age so it will only save me from whatever horror would have met me in my elderly years.

 

but how much cooler is that than natural causes anyway

it's exciting.

but seriously, get a grip on your antibiotics use, world. this summer i got offered antibiotics in crete because i had an itch. cus "well what if you scratch the skin open and bacterias enter, might as well use this as a precaution". lol no

but seriously. how cool does a super bacteria sound though

 

♪ I'm a plastic girl, in a plastic world... ♫

 

It's thrilling, absolutely.

 

The lesson we should all learn from the great Pacific Ocean floating plastic patch is that you can build your own catamaran out of empty water bottles.

 

Hey, that means shipwrecked sailors no longer have to be worried about being marooned on deserted islands for years on end. There is a bright side to this!

 

The primary cause of antibiotic ineffectiveness is animal agriculture. A few people getting pills for colds is nothing compared to billions of animals packed together in Petri dishes known as factory farms.

 

yes that too. i don't have a story about that though so it would be no fun for me sharing it. i'm very self centered.

 

And we or you wouldn't have you any other way.

 

I think they've also now mapped it to be "statistically significant" to the childhood obesity epidemic...

 

Maybe we'll get lucky and it'll turn out all of this plastic gives us Plastic Man's superpowers following sufficient exposure.

... Well, I say lucky, but have you ever sat down and considered the existential hell that is being Plastic Man? He has ceased aging and it's strongly implied that literally nothing, not even reducing his body to absolute zero and shattering him, can actually kill him and keep him dead. Consequently his fate is to outlive everyone and everything around him, over and over and over again, until eventually the Earth is destroyed by the sun, at which point he will continue to survive, stuck on its barren wasteland remains, eventually freezing in place, but still conscious of his condition, until eventually he is unable to tell when waking ends and sleep begins, and eventually his dreams become his own reality, and he finds a strange type of freedom and bliss in the final mental escape.

We must imagine Plastic Man happy.

Thus, we must imagine ourselves happy.

 

But, extreme heat destroys him -- so when the sun destroys the world, he should go with it... mercifully ending his tormented existence...

 

And we'll all be Plastic Man, so no loneliness. We get to put up with each other for billions of years.

 

No, he'll reform once the heat turns down. He will always reform. This is his curse. His plastic curse.

 

but if we're all plastic men and we all melt together will we be able to reform into our unique plastic selves or will we become mutant plastic monsters with a billion different personalities?

 

I assume it's like The End of Evangelion and only one arbitrarily designated protagonist and their significant other will be able to escape.

 

That means Vandal Savage has someone to keep him company. There is a bright side to this!

 

“There are times, however, and this is one of them, when even being right feels wrong. What do you say, for instance, about a generation that has been taught that rain is poison and sex is death? If making love might be fatal and if a cool spring breeze on any summer afternoon can turn a crystal blue lake into a puddle of black poison right in front of your eyes, there is not much left except TV and relentless masturbation. It's a strange world. Some people get rich and others eat **** and die.”
― Hunter S. Thompson

Even dead, the man gets wiser by the day.

 

In addition to TV and relentless masturbation, there will always be backbreaking manual labor for those who want it.

 

Nope, the possibility of FFI mutating to being contagious is a far more scary/awesome scenario. Imagine a world that cannot sleep whatsoever and is slowly mentally degrading because of it over the course of 2 years or less!

 

Please don't doxx my smut folder.