Has anyone noticed that the news headlines lately have been remarkably close to headlines from the first five minutes of science fiction films about the end of the world? There’s also a kind of obviousness about the approaching global environmental catastrophe that reminds me of the moment when the little girl coughs in any 1930’s movie–you know it immediately. “She’s going to die of TB before the movie’s over,” I’d whisper to you in the next seat, in the dark.
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