Now from the first mass extinction
Not one dinosaur could hide
(Birds are the only exception)
When an external force applied.
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Now mass extinction number two
(Military logistics abide)
More than likely means me and you
When an internal force applied.
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Doggerel Dave (Pseudonym) (
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So true Dave and the dinosaurs had a little help from outside forces we seem to be able to do it all on our own. Call it karma, justice or what ever you like.
Apart from thank you Soren, there isn't much I want to write - otherwise I'm not sure I will be able to stop. Many thanks for the call.
Most welcome my friend
Our nature is the one to beat. Had we considered that more closely we would last a bit longer, perhaps 🕊️🙏
Thanks for the support, Rik. Perhaps is the operative word, I think. Perhaps it has always been thus, and humankind will stagger on from one crisis to the next...
I've no answers in the field of prediction anyway.
It was my nan's favourite word. Dad used to say, 'maybe.' Quite useful, really. He was into probability as well, having been a statistician, himself. And that is quite better than predictions any day. 🕊️🙏
I do admire statisticians for bringing some cool hard truth to an occasion. And while sometimes I feel out of my depth, the nay-sayers who decry "Lies, damn lies and statistics" just put a profound ignorance on display plus an unwillingness to engage.
(decided to look up the quote - in all probability I should have avoided... but the argument still stands IMHO)
Very true Dave but I sincerely hope it does not happen.
Andy
Me too, Andy. I'd rather pop my clogs peacefully.
Love the title mate .. but I sincerely fear it's too late for that .. stable geniuses & smart bums have seen to that .. Neville
If totally truthful I just cannot get any perspective on the situation - "It was the best of times, it was the worst of times" and all that, but what I am certain of is that it gives me the shits.
I thought it's gonna be about the 6th extinction. We've had 5 already, or summat like that. I got bored in an over-long read about it. Sir Orchi NS is never extinct - he's a dinosaur - also used to refer to people who won't use e-mail. lol.
Your free flowing thoughts certainly add flavour to the debate, orchi, but six?? Can you reference the long read on the subject? Who knows, I may be living a delusion...
It was from some online course. But it waffled on a bit - like me! lol.
I'm beginning to think that for you more care needs to be taken before launching yourself into cyberspace as the online course may have had a deleterious effect on the triad of brain cells with which you seem to become mired in considerable trouble when it comes to discipline issues... etc...
I might have grown one more brain cell by now. I got 4 now. Woooo!
Mein gott! You have subjected yourself to CQI – or for the uninitiated, Continuous Quality Improvement to foster the existence of an extra brain cell… I will have to be careful, at this rate you could overtake me….
There's no telling where NS rambles may lead to once that Old Sir Orchi NS gets waffling!
Dave, this has bite, my friend. The turn from external catastrophe to internal self-destruction lands hard…and uncomfortably so. You know I am going to love that! 🤣 Sharp work. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
Thanks Tristan - the idea felt a little too neat, so I made it as simple and neat as I could...
Dave, this lands well. It feels like a quiet warning wrapped in rhythm—cool, controlled, and edged with unease.
There’s a sharp intelligence in it, like the world tipping between ancient catastrophe and something we’re still learning we can cause ourselves.
More than grateful for your visit, Thomas. Unease plus covers where I'm at, I think. The feeling that it isn't going to get better....
I always knew at some point in my life I would be hitting the supermarket wearing a fallout suit guarded by a robot.
Man is a self destructing bastard, so we were always going to anilate each other.
I'm actualy giving the guy with the sign, ''The world is nigh'' a bit more respect now.
Absolutely right – the sign man has (like the doomsday clock) been forced into an upgrade and now tells us that the world’s human population‘s end is not only imminent, but actually happening now. States it much more clearly than I can.
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