29th
January
2017
Life in a dystopian novel
What to do, when the news channel seems to be screening a dystopian film? Should I start stocking up on the tins, like a demented prepper (that’s not the same as a preppie)? Should I get to work on my solar panel array now, before the cloud of despair from the world screens out the sun? Or just pet the dog, and turn back to the keyboard (computer or piano, it doesn’t much matter)?
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