Letter
Humanity’s never-ending absurdity
In Julian Cribb’s well-annotated piece on the self-generated vortex Homo sapiens sits at the lip of, he attributes a laughing-out-loud quote to one of the 20th century’s greatest thinkers.
It doesn’t matter if Einstein didn’t say it; it underlines humanities boundless pushing of the envelope. It summons a scenario of Mrs God asking God what he’s doing in the shed that has kept Him late for dinner the last five nights. He proudly described His creation of Earth, the fishes of the sea, the birds of the air and the creatures that walk upon the land. When he explains that He’ll be late again tomorrow night, because he’s creating mankind, She queries the wisdom of such a rash step. She’ll be apples, Love; I’ve built in a self-destruct mechanism.
And that’s about where we find ourselves as we sleepwalk into the 21st century.
— John Mosig from Kew, Victoria