Fuck Matt Damon
You know what, fuck us.
Just, fuck us.
Fuck our whole goddamn species.
I saw The Martian the other night and these were my exact thoughts as the closing credits hit the screen.
In case you’re not up on the movies, The Martian is a new one starring Matt Damon.
He plays an astronaut who’s left for dead on Mars by his crew. But get this ladies and germs, he’s totally alive. And they totally go back to save him while all of Earth’s inhabitants sit on pins and needles.
It was awesome.
Such an awesome movie.
So awesome that I clapped as soon as it was over.
Nevertheless, fuck us.
It’s so pathetically human to risk everything, without sparing an expense, to save just one person.
As we should.
But what’s so pathetic of us is that within just two klicks of everyone reading this, there’s definitely a kid who went to bed hungry or some old person who’s totally been forgotten about.
And I certainty don’t see any sympathetic mother fuckers forming candlelight vigils in the middle of Times Square for these poor folks as they did for Matt Damon.
C’mon Gabe, it’s just a movie.
No, it’s not just a movie.
It’s our reality and you know it.
But no one’s life is worth more than anyone else’s.
Our species is totally fucking doomed until those nine words become our collective religion:
NO ONE’S LIFE IS WORTH MORE THAN ANYONE ELSE’S
And not to freak anyone out, but I’ll let you in on a metaphysical little secret: there’s truly only one life. And it’s flowing through all of us.
In this exact moment.
Life, this perfect, unified, inevitable, ineffable force, is flowing through you and I, through the rich and the famous, the sick and the poor, the birds, the bees, and of course the trees.
And what should we be doing with this one life of ours?
Caring for it. All of it. Because, we are it.
thank you for trading your time for these words – it means the world to me,
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