I still remember the first I heard about climate change or “global warming” as it was originally called. It was on a science program on Channel 4 that I watched with my father on what was called a television at the time. Quaint times in a long lost world. We never realized how fortunate those times were. I was only young then, maybe in my teenage years. It frightened me but my father was blasé, just like the rest of humanity saying that we’d be long gone before it mattered. He never envisioned the drug lifesplania that became widely available in the 2030s and cured the disease of aging forever.
But the warnings grew, though it took time for the required fear for change to do likewise. Humanity tried to change course but it occurred too slowly. For me, 2023 and a scorching European summer was the turning point in my consciousness. A ground temperature of sixty degrees Celsius was recorded in Spain. I knew then that things were not going to be okay.
Two decades later ice disappeared from the Arctic during the summer months. Shortly afterwards a final terrible drought finished off the Amazon. But global warming was still only getting started and continued on long after the carbon emissions had finally stopped.
The idiots.
It was also around the 2020s that the burgeoning space industry began its lift off. I could see that the future was no longer on terra forma but out amongst the stars. And I was determined to profit from it.
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