Merry Eve of the Savior Day

Fall down and worship Target and Amazon and plastics and air conditioning and malls and superstores. We made it past the myth of the apocalypse--that must mean we're invincible. Let's keep melting the ice caps and getting drunk on driving and eating when we're not hungry and killing each other and taking down rain forests and living meaningless lives.

Fall down and worship our own unwillingness to change and our sick existence.

Or just plunk down in a chair. We've become so fond of sitting.