They're crossing to the weather. I'm coming live from the zoo. These animals are dying, and live to air I'll be dying too. I know what my future holds. Reading isometrics for the answers. I wish they'd take me seriously just this once, you smug fuck, this is no laughing matter. I'm crossing fingers, making lists and loading guns. I'm making plans for a day I know will come. If I can't make you wake up, I can make you afraid of me. My revolution will be broadcast live on facile breakfast tv. In my time as a weatherman son I've seem shit, but what's coming next is like the ultimate fucking punchline. They're crossing to the weather, coming live from your children's future. Street by street, block by block, everything is fucked. This is all your fault.
Impending parenthood is making me even more terrified that it's far too late for what we've done to our world. Even televised murder won't shake us out of this.
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