Originally published at Крадущийся песец, затаившийся енот. You can comment here or there.
The world that I just happen to live in continues to deteriorate. I really, definitely am looking for trends that would make it back to at least half-normal before I am eighty, even if that is posthumous. Sadly, I don’t see those. I was hoping this little Internet thingy is the cesspool where every refrigerated fast-food of a soul goes, but it has probably overflown into a real world some time ago.
P.S. Well, actually this is about that guy that at least seemed to care about the right thing, and who died in a car crash with his family just recently.