What's the phrase for word-historical despair? Or species-wide shame? Is there an evolutionary precedent for stepping aside to let another clade have a go at the top? Can we just take a back seat and let some quadrupeds see what they can do? I think I've seen others talk about this before, but I'm reminded of these sentiments by Fujiya & Miyagi's song Outstripping, which is about time passing too quickly and life disappearing, etc., which is the subject of other carpe-diemish songs too, but I think lately that there is something more urgent and real about this kind of message, especially when placed in the context of facts like bees being placed on the endangered species list, or the world passing the 400 PPM of CO2 threshold maybe forever . Anyway, enjoy this great song as you make your plans to escape cataclysm (tunneling into the Earth? Space? Deep-sea habitation? Keep me posted on what's good).[BUY EP 2]