You should be. We aren't, but if we have another, say, thirty yrs. here on God's Golfball it'll be fifteen yrs. or so too many, so we could not possibly give anything resembling a shit about your future & will go to our grave happy that billions of others will be left on the burnt-out husk that was once a habitable planet to suffer, possibly under one of the scenarios found
here.
Danger Room.
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