Anxiety overload

I shudder to think how many among us are zonked on Zoloft or zooming on Xanax, but it's gotta be a pretty good slice of the populace. Then there's the folks feeding the OD pandemic, burying their anxieties with opiods of one sort or another until fentanyl buries them. Not to mention the run-of-the-mill beer-swilling pot-heads like me, who are just hanging on for the ride and hoping to make the best of it. Point is, everybody got a lot on their plate. That pandemic didn't disappear just because we took our maskes off. Global warming and cooling and species extinction aren't around the corner, they're already here, and what are you doing about it? Sorry, buying an electric vehicle isn't gonna budge the overall trajectory that much. The overall tragectory seems to indicate that we're fucked. My old pal Kipling called me up tonight. He retired recently and is just starting to notice that we're fucked. He tries to avoid the Xanax and the Zoloft and sticks to the basics, like me. Lucky for him, he's already got a spot in the country and a thousand gallon stash of diesel. He's gonna be growing vegtables and running his generator in perpetuity. When you got that going on, you don't have to sweat the other shit. Relax!