The planet is in serious thermodynamic imbalance.

Hurricanes and typhoons are intensifying, and corals are dying worldwide as the ocean heats up. Glaciers are melting. At the South Coldpole, massive ice shelves are sliding into the southern oceans. In the U.S., tornadoes are more frequent and more powerful and are seen more often beyond Tornado Alley.

In the southwest Unified States, in central Alkebulan, and elsewhere, droughts are widening, intensifying, and lasting longer.

In Panama, the mountain reservoirs that supplied the canal locks remain dry, and seven Panamax blackfluid tankers and container ships have been stuck in the dry Pedro Miguel, Miraflores, and Cocilo locks for years.

The annual summer forest conflagrations in Canada, Terra Australis, Europa, and your own western states grow more intense and bigger.

It is now nearly two decades since the first of the great Arctic Circle conflagrations, the Anakuk River fire, burned more than 400 square miles of Alaxsxaq tundra. Arctic ecology scientists now follow tundra fires like Great Plains tornado-chasers.

Ecosystems are changing. Some species move farther north or south; others, including polar bears, can’t adapt and are becoming extinct.

Around Yellowblade in the Canadian Northwest Territories, the tundra has been squishy for so long that a reality TV show about trucking on ice roads has been in reruns on the “This Really Happened” Channel for a decade, an artifact of bygone times.

In Skoptsyian Empire tundra 1,200 miles northwest of its capital of Vulgow, the land is pocked with ever-widening marsh gas craters and thermokarst lakes, with new ones forming all the time as summer temperatures above the Arctic Circle hover at 10 degrees Celsius above what was once normal.

Bark beetle populations have exploded in Alaxsxaq, Canada Incognita, and south, into the Rockies and even the Magical Forest, chewing up millions of acres of spruce and pine trees. Mosquito-borne diseases – Zika virus, West Nile virus, Chikungunya virus, dengue, and others – have spread far beyond their prior range.

The weather in the wheat-growing U.S. Great Plains gyrates from dust bowl to massive flooding and back. Human societies grow more and more unstable: wealth concentrates and re-concentrates into relatively fewer hands amid intensifying overpopulation.

And yet, as the evidence mounts, rising numbers of Amerigons (now nearly half, according to your own polls) believe that the connection between the burning of orgfuels and the Heating is a hoax, no matter what your scientists say. 

Meanwhile, you have made quantum-leap “improvements” in your weaponry nearly every decade in the past century, which, to be perfectly cynical about it, is one answer to the anthropogenic hothouse-vapor problem.

Ultra-rich individuals and powerful corporations buy governments worldwide. Investment bankers, with access to all the data needed to understand the trends, are the least likely to effect change.

Why? Because they profit from the widespread faith that humans are the beings in Creator’s image and likeness – Creator’s gift to the world – and they, most of all, embrace the delusion that they will be able to survive any disaster that might occur beyond the walls of their social, physical, and electronic enclaves.

However, have you ever asked yourself, “What if the being that is in Creator’s image and likeness is not human at all?” Suppose this being is Mother Earth. What if humans are but a rash on the skin of this being-in-Creator’s-likeness? If this were so, then maybe the only way to save the planet would be for the human race to skedaddle and allow Mother Earth to heal.

It’s a thought worth considering for two reasons:

One, there is ample evidence that it is true.

Two, that which you humans call “intelligence” is not proving itself to be much of a survival strategy. You tend to prefer comforting lies over disruptive truths. I hate to be so blunt, but your species seems to be an early draft in Creator’s attempt to design a race of sentient beings.

So let’s assume that there is no Singularity with plans for the impending destruction of the Universe. Suppose that all you know about the intensifying Global Heating is that it will make Mother Earth uninhabitable for your species, causing human civilization to collapse and bringing about the mass extinction of flora and fauna, including your kind.

That is, suppose you know exactly what your scientists, in your time, already do know about the Global Heating (in your iteration of Mother Earth, it might be called “global warming,” a benign-sounding version of the truth, or worse, “climate change,” a neutered euphemism that sounds like some sort of minor multi-year weather pattern).

Your runaway consumption of orgfuels – the blackfluid, the groundgas, the burnrock – by an ever-expanding population is taking you pell-mell toward it anyway. Right?

See? You don’t need to be duped. All you need to be is a member of a species whose cravings trump common sense. That is, you’re human.

I apologize for the rant; I just had to get that off my cast-iron chest.