The Amazon rainforest is on fire. The Arctic, along with parts of Alaska, Siberia, and British Columbia, have burned this summer or are continuing to burn. The conflagrations destroying the forests of the northernmost parts of the world are a result of the effects of climate change. While climate change has made fires more likely, the Amazon blazes are directly caused by the fuckery of humans, allowed by the savage, shitty president of Brazil, Jair Bolsonaro.
We’re literally living the meme of the dog wearing a cute little hat sitting in a blazing room with his cup of coffee, saying, “This is fine.” Except this is pretty fucking far from fine. And if you see that whole comic strip the panel comes from, the dog fucking melts horribly. It’s not a goddamn metaphor anymore. It’s prophecy.
While the world is burning and accelerating the effects of climate change so that we’re just in a destructive loop, the United States, the biggest economy in the world, isn’t doing jackshit about it. We’re all caught in the mesmeric gaze of the madman at the center of our government, with most of us wondering how the fuck we’re going to survive another 16 months, and that’s if Trump loses,. And there’s a not insignificant number of Americans hoping he goes even more batshit insane because they’re already batshit insane.
We are beyond anxiety and into something akin to slow-rolling panic, heading into existential exhaustion.
Look, I know, I know, I fucking know that it’s depressing/amusing/alarming when Trump says some idiotic bullshit like “I am the Chosen One” or retweets barking shiteater Wayne Allyn Root calling him the King of Israel. I know, I know, I fucking know that it feels like a Nazi threat when Trump is proclaiming which Jews are loyal and which Jews are disloyal. And I know, I know, I fucking know that it’s hard to comprehend how the whole buying Greenland thing even happened, and it’s even more hard comprehend that there are people out there defending Trump on it, and what the fucking fuck is fucking wrong with these fuckers. I haven’t even gotten to the recession denialism. Or the condemnation of Ford Motor Company for wanting to be environmentally responsible. Or the continuing cruelty to migrants.
It’s like we walked into the zoo and all the animals got free and they’re all fucking each other. They’re not fighting like they should be. They’re all fucking. Monkeys are fucking hippos. Gazelles are fucking crocodiles. Lions are fucking peacocks. Tortoises are fucking hares. And you’d think for a second, “Well, at least they’re not eating each other,” except they’re fucking each other to death. It’s horrible. It’s a nightmare of blood and animal moans and elephant jizz and gorilla fisting. How the fuck did this happen? And how the fuck do we get out of here? But the goddamn gate locked behind us so all we can do is cower and hope it all ends before they find us and fuck us to death.
So I choose to focus, today, at least, on the burning Amazon. I choose the environmental apocalypse because, ultimately, there are things we can reverse down the road. We can clean up a shitload of messes. We’ve done it before. But once the planet is fucked, it’s fucked, and there is no unfucking it.
If we had a real president, one who believed in reality and science, she’d be calling on the nations of the world to intervene to stop the destruction of the Amazon. Fuckin’ bribe Bolsonaro out of office. Do something. Jesus, how about Jeff Bezos just fucking buying the Amazon as a branding exercise.
The worst part here is that, until things change with our government, we know we’re only witnesses of our ongoing demise.
Editor’s Note: This essay originally appeared on August 22, 2019 on The Rude Pundit, a website featuring commentary by Lee Papa. It was reproduced here with the consent of Mr. Papa.