All the news was bad this month for a jaded idealist, what they called David Carr. Philip Levine’s was pancreatic. Bob Simon survived wars and captivity with grace, only to die in a Town Car in Manhattan.
Scientists announced the earth ruined: Oceans barren in 35 years, West Coast reduced to ashes and dust. They made a case for brimstoning the sky, hubris piled on hubris, like stratospheric thunderheads. Another extinction event. A great dying.
Everything is relative, apologists say, things have always been falling apart.