Terminal Myopia Habitually wallowing innured to their globally growing ecocidal stink, these swarming billions of money-mad consumers squandering, sprawling and dumping to the brink of geophysical death could actually be saved by this Nature-inspired, autodidactic nonentity urging they quickly link 100% recycling with gentle family planning, if only they would notice, read and think.

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