Posted on 02/01/2020 1:32:26 PM PST by Chickensoup
Today I went to lunch with a new Ladies Who Lunch group. This group was socioeconomically upper middle class, aged 50 to 74 Caucasian, all married, some on second marriages, and all were parents and most were grandparents.
These women spoke tenderly and lovingly with tears spilled at times, over their ....dogs.
Not that I want to dismiss dogs, wonderful pets that they are, but the care that these 10 ladies and their spouses lavished on their pets was quite something to behold.
They mentioned their children and grandchildren, but the pictures that were brought up on their phones to share, were: dog pictures.
It was spooky at times as they traded names of dog massage specialists, vets, and all spoke of sleeping with Bowser.
I felt as if I was in a re-make of CHILDREN OF MEN, a better than the original film which was in no way true to the book, and was instead, a leftist screed.
The premise of the book: "In the near future, for inexplicable reasons, humans have lost the ability to reproduce. The backdrop of this story is the slow descent of a dystopian decay. As others have noted, there is no cataclysmic event that sends this world into spiraling chaos. No asteroid has crashed into the planet and spread a galactic virus. Instead, people just stop having babies and slowly and steadily, things just get weirder and weirder. People are just going on with life with no youth about the place to inherit their progress and mistakes. Interestingly, the natural world is gradually creeping back into the life of man, squeezing in from all sides. The wilds of the world are returning."
As I sat and listened to these women talk about what is really important in their lives, I felt a breeze of the wildness that is encroaching on this world. As the strengths are sapped the civilized die, there will be a wilding.
You know it. I cannot begin to believe how the children of the West have given up.
I understand your perspective, too; but I don’t think it’s as important as you appear to believe.
Individuals are very complicated; we can’t make assumptions about things we perceive in others when we don’t really know those individuals intimately.
Never read nor seen.
We got him as a rescue from a large litter out of Missouri somewhere, lineage unknown but guessed at.
I’d recently seen Animal House (again, maybe 63d time - yeah, I know, I’m a slacker) and the name came to mind, family liked it, and when we first saw him as a 10 wk puppy, he actually sidled up into our daughter’s lap, stretching his neck up to lick her ear and a photo I took made him look like an otter, so the name stuck.
I looked up the books, might be fun reading. thanks.
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