sixtyfive

It's a strange thing, civilization. And even that is a strange thing to say. But if I had to guess, I'd say that we invented civilization so that we could die peacefully, instead of dying hungry and alone and afraid and young. We were smashed with rocks and stabbed with sticks and starved to death and eaten by animals, and we didn't want that anymore. We wanted to die quietly, asleep, in the dark, when our hair is grey or gone. And so we created fictions and we created truths and we created Aspirin. And so, like Apollo 13 catapulting around the moon, we created bullets that can travel miles and bombs that can travel continents and atoms that can melt the world.

So really, we created civilization to sate our hunger for irony.