is the many-millennia-long, slow collapse of co-operativeness
and corruption of altruism
of which capitalism is only a very recent symptom
- and engine.
What makes me human is my regret at being (human).
* * *
The problem with suicide as a philosophical principle
is to judge the appropriate moment - which is not easy
when, despite swimming in the moral and political shit,
I am feeling buoyant, calm and happy,
and (for my age) very fit.