Letter to the Children of 2062

I am so sorry.  Please, on bended knees, we beg for your forgiveness!

Most of us in 2012 never, ever wanted you scratching around in caves in abandoned hills grubbing out on cockroaches, leeches, Japanese knotweed*, and whatever else is left.  Many of us suspected this would happen, but we didn’t know how to head it off!

When the Big Bust hit, your great, great grandparents alone survived -- by grabbing the remaining food and uncontaminated water from the rest of us. That’s why your last names are Bush, Cheney, Romney, Koch, Rove, or Dimon.

In 2012, your great, great grandparents ran the world.  And being clinical psychopaths, in their minds bright flashing pictures of Money and Prestige crowded out all other images – including those of a dying humanity and a collapsing climate.  Oh -- and of your future.

And the rest of us did not know how to stop them. 

And we are so, so sorry…. 

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*Since 2004 I have done battle in my yard with Japanese knotweed.  After all other plants have succumbed to whatever holocaust hits us, trust me: knotweed will still be shooting its green little tips up out of the ground all over the place.  And with a smile on its face.  

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Thnx to Dimitridf for the foto; go HERE to see more of his work.