I Would Wish I didn’t
I will be turning 100 in 2096. That’s 77 years from now.
In 2096, our planet would still be a sphere, as blue as ever.
But everything on it would have changed. Including myself — with little to no hair, wrinkled skin, and a dozen of grandkids flocking at my feet.
While the mental image of little versions of my children is welcoming, there would be one universal change none of us welcomes — but eventually learn to live with. That change would (obviously) be none other than the massive and dramatic blow to our planet’s climate.
If I lived a hundred years, I would witness what is forced upon the younger generations by the leaders of today. I would witness the aftermath of a complete violation of inter-generational justice.
My children and grandchildren will be forced to make drastic lifestyle changes — because we’ve consumed their resources already, for our lavish way of life.
When I’m 100, the planet would have heated by an equivalent of 11 billion atomic bombs.
