Blow-out

I'm commonly accused of being an apocalyptic fetishist, of calling imminent dark days that may be very, very far off, part of an entirely different time scale of slow decline, centuries of decadence.

But hell, if these are being sighted on the freeway, the gasoline and gore soaked Mad Maxing of the Western civilizational project may be closer than even I would have wagered. (Or more plausibly, the ground shipping industry has learned its lesson from the oceans and is prepping for the asphalt equivalent of Somali piratical requisitioning.)

(Thanks to Mark for sending this my way.)

2 comments:

eag said...

Heck someone is serious!

socialism and/or barbarism said...

Yeah, that is what we colloquially call "not fucking around."