We are. For real. So big thanks to the Dan Coxon and the whole Litro crew. And drinks, many, on us, for sure. Yes. Excerpt? Cool.
"I am a child. I am watching The Day After. There is a bomb, a
flash of grey, things move in slow motion, and instantaneously the world
as we know it no longer exists. People are dead. The air is poison.
Things can never be the same because the fabric of the world has been
torn and re-shaped into something that will never be safe again. That’s
Armageddon. That’s not dystopia. Dystopia is slower, less pronounced.
Things spoil and curdle, the norms change, and what we expect from the
world morphs into something new, where the expectations about our
quality of life are lower, and life for the many is harder and sadder
and revolves around surviving a version of our lives that is lesser, and
harsher, than we knew before. We can talk all we want about Mayan
post-apocalyptic shit, but with the financial systems fucked, endless
poverty, power and money concentrated in the hands of the few, and the
expectation of work, real work that supports our families, diminished,
this is the true state of the world today, dystopic, and bleeding out."