| I'm not sure why people get so worked up over statistics of people they've never met, seen, or even heard of. we;re nothing but animals, the same self mobile organic lumps as every other animal on this rock. we are born, we eat, breathe, produce waste, reproduce, and die. nothing special there, really. we can make tools. oooo, look what that;s gotten us, new york city, detroit, cars. ooooo. we can fly! so can birds and bats. we can go into space! whoop de doo, we still have to come back though. we're animals, plain and simple. over populated, over crowded, animals. nature is trying to get rid of some of us, has been for thousands of years, we've just gotten better at stopping it thinking we're special, so nature comes up with more creative ways to check us. we all wind up as worm food eventually, the only differences are how we go and whether or not we enjoyed the trip. |
