i’m sitting in the vancouver airport waiting for my travelling companion. hooked up via a telus hotsport, watching through giant picture windows the big planes come and go, listening to manufactured music amidst the smells of plastic food court offerings.
gas went up to 1.10 a litre yesterday in the city. they say $70 a barrel before the summer is out. those fish aren’t ever coming back just as sure as gas prices will never drop.
i’m thinking – this is it – what i’m looking at is the apex of our civilization. all this artificiality without the ability to sustain it for another minute.