As you may know, traffic on my blog is quite light on Sundays. Surprisingly, my readership skews heavily towards church goers and football fanatics. It doesn't look it at first glance, but this is a very turn-the-other-cheek and then see if you can give them a concussion sort of blog. Anyway, because readership is so light on Sundays, I like to keep the tone of the blog post light as well. And it is in that spirit that I say:
In a hundred years we will all be dead.
Yes, we will be dead, but these words, due to the electronic data storing wonders of the internet, will live forever!
So, if you don't mind, I'd like to address today's words to the future
people, living 100 years from the time I write this. All you people who will be
dead at that time are free to read along if you like, though you may not find my words of particular usefulness and relevance.
Hello people of the future.
As I write this humankind stands on the
brink of a precipice. If you are there, 100 years from now, to hear this, it is impossible
not to assume that you have come through some challenging times. Good
for you! Correct me if I'm wrong, but I am thinking in your era
information is very cheap, but hard goods are a bit scarce. That is why I
have carefully double wrapped in plastic two cans of pinto beans and a
8-inch knife and buried them in my backyard. I hope they are of use to
Thank you for keeping my memory alive!