For the many of us fed up with the worst traits of our somewhat sorry species holding sway over the planet's future.
You embrace fewer isms; "get" that fear borne of ignorance has always been our only problem; and that endless "growth" can only lead to (per Bones) "...life, Jim, but not as we know it."
No revelations here for followers of Miller, Ivins, Hedges and other quotidian biographers of the Boy King (Shrub, as Molly dubbed him), but a still poignant reminder of the utter destruction wreaked on humanity by certainty, whatever its root.
My only quarrel is with the author's mention of the US's 4,000 dead soldiers. While no less a tragedy, such a mournful statistic pales in relation to the 1 to 1 1/2 million, mostly innocent, dead Iraqis in addition to the shattered lives of countless Iraqis and our own 50,000-odd wounded and maimed who return home only to fight yet another war, that of getting their own government to provide the care it promised in the recruiting booth, but are less than prompt at delivering it in the breach.
And why are we not surprised that morally-rudderless Realtors are now encouraging deluged owners to bail so they can sell them a new, now more affordable, home (provided they buy before they bail). Yes, yes, the same agents who ran with the whole kiting process with glee for 5 or 6 years, jimmying folks into way more house than they could possibly afford.
Sometimes i have to pinch myself to be sure I did this biz for 21 years without screwing a soul (well, there was this gal who owned...).