Typhoon Atolls: A guide to the islands, pt. 3
Living with an ecologist, you absorb certain things, and find them inescapable, even in fiction.
If we were to all disappear tomorrow, our cities wold hardly become the green paradise that so many apocalyptic stories imagine. (When they don’t all become the Australian desert and everybody robs the sporting goods stores, of course.)
The concrete would crumble and be replaced with invasive species, nasty competitors such as honeysuckle, buckthorn and phragmites.
We’ve made a permanent mark folks, no matter what we do next.
I hope it is for the better in the long run. Many days I feel like we’ll end up like whoever built the ruins below.