Somehow it all just balances out.
Last week I found out that the white dolphin, after 20 million years of flourishing
on God's green earth, has gone extinct. Well that's just GREAT. Out of all the
geological shit that has happened in the past 20 million years, why now? What's
changed so much that would make it impossible for this hardy, yet adorable,
species to survive any longer? What's...different...hmmm....
Could it be an ice age?
Nah...definitely not feeling ice-agey to me. What about an undiscovered species of sea beast that gobbled them all up?
Not likely...um...oh! I know! It was a killer fungus.
Gross, but no.
All right, let's BE HONEST. THE THING THAT SUDDENLY APPEARED AFTER 20 MILLION YEARS OF PEACEFUL EXISTENCE WAS...
GODAMMIT!
Look at his eye. You can see that he just *knew* what we were going to do to his species. And I guarantee you, that's the same eye he's giving us down from dolphin heaven. Judging us ALL.
That night I couldn't sleep, thinking of that eye. It made me want to pack up my things, hop on Richard Branson's space ship...
and upon arrival, eject myself into that deep, endless abyss.
That is, until the very next day, when I read about how the world's tallest man saved a dolphin's life!
VINDICATION! Shew, mankind, you really know how to put the spin on some bad publicity!