It's Not The Despair, Laura. I Can

No Hope For Planet At All. But I Will Be Gone Before The Planet Is Gone, So It's Your Problem.

When I Was A Child And I Was Upset About Something, My Mother Was Not Capable Of Containing That Emotion, Of Letting Me Be Upset But Reassuring Me, Of Just Being With Me In A Calming Way. She Always Got In A Flap, So I Not Only Had My Own Baby Panics, Fears And Terrors To Deal With, But I Had To Cope With Hers, Too. Eventually I Taught Myself To Remain Calm When I Was Panicked, In Order Not To Upset Her. In A Way, She Had Managed To Put Me In Charge Of Her. At 18 Months Old, I Was Doing The Parenting.

Would You Take A Billion Dollars, If As Part Of The Deal The Earth Were Made Uninhabitable A Year After Your Death? ... Well, Of Course Not; You Care About Your Friends, Above All Your Children, Any Grandchildren. But ... What If The Deal Calls For The Planet To Be Poisoned A Thousand Years Later? We Feel Strong Obligations To Generations In The Near Future - Should We Not Feel The Same Way About Our Children's Great-grandchildren And Generations Beyond Them?

I Think That I Feel An Indignation When I Don't Understand Something.

Aping Urbanity, Oozing With Vanity, Plump As A Manatee, Faking Humanity, Intellectual Inanity, Journalistic Calamity, Fox Noise Insanity, You're A Profanity, Hannity.