'When the Gen Xers pass 50, they're going to start attending
megachurches too."
(Sure glad that 'projection' Is debatable; the speed-of-Aha!s, catalyzed by usual mob homogenization ... can be supersonic.)
So for that disaster to occur, the Plutocrats would have to successfully emasculate all e- means of communication (and soon.)
But that's just grasping for straws.. were I correct on this point: it means that Adulthood would have to become common, yes.
BUT ALSO: in-time for arresting the next-Quarter mindsets of all the corporate hierarchies and their Representatives across politics, from local to --> the [Private} Prez lottery.
The planet is clearly un'interested' in suspending thermodynamics laws, while its most destructive species attempts to grow-itself-up. [via Darwin OR Gaea models.]
(And until a majority of perps Can discern BS from truthiness, are able to debate via Reasoning: then all those robot-lobbyists are bound to prevail over all those unorganized robotic ciphers.)
tl;dr
IF a plebiscite fails (or proves impossible even to create) and it takes >5? 15? 25? years to accomplish sane Reform (with or without plebiscite)
THEN that's GAME OVER, barring the miraculous (and what kinda God/spirit-of n-Dimensions would waste one of those on demonstrably unTeachables?)
Meanwhile.. foreseeing bizness-as-usual, I shall hew towards the proper mien of a savvy Replicant, whose allotted-ticks are preprogrammed in DNA-ROM.
(And the Creating-corporation can't reset the timer; one of us just squished-in the face of its its CIEIO. Oh. Well.)
It will not be a pretty Sight, the decimation.. Centization?? ... as countless mammals overheat, under-eat and make fertilizer for the new greenery. That which could make way
for another try at opposed-thumb sentience, (working an environment already denuded of readily available high-grade ores, minerals, so much Else already destroyed.) Now mere entropy-fodder.
Earth Abides demonstrates a response to a demi-version of one sort of 'disappearance of most homo-saps', but its cause was a McGuffin.
Bring on the New novellas! as Rome burns again. Who Knew?! as we pored over exciting dystopian operettas, that--we were cramming for an incipient Final exam!
Ed:oTpy
Old man ... it's not so hard ... t o ... d i e.
--Lord Byron; Manfred, to a pesky priest.
