The thing that scares me the most is a clean windshield on my car.

Don’t get me wrong. I hate having dirt on the windshield. However, I remember a time when in summer I was in a constant battle to clean spattered insects off my windshield. Now I almost never hit an insect.

I haven’t moved. I still drive on the same roads I used to drive on. Either the insects have evolved to avoid roads, or they just aren’t there anymore.

Life on this planet is dying out, and we’re using all our technology and all our resources to allow us to pretend it isn’t. Eventually, the extinction will outpace our ability to compensate, and we’ll all start dying along with everything else.

I don’t actually believe life will cease completely. I think when enough people have died, they planet will recover. However, the millennia between the crash and the recovery will be unpleasant for anyone who manages to survive long enough to experience it. And the deaths of those who don’t survive long enough will be horrifying.