Nothing, whatever, could be wrong with me. The world must be as it is, logically. Why try to improve? And if you say we must, I'll question, flail, pout, and then call it unjust.

Don't tell me it's my fault, for I just got here. I'll blame it on past people, maybe a peer. My life is just fine, and if others' are not, Well, life's just unfair, they deserve what they got!

Do it for children, you'll say, and I'll sneer, How could I harm someone that isn't yet here? I cant be to blame for what their life might be. What have future generations e'er done for me?

I'll mine all the minerals, cut down all the trees. Bespoil the air, then move on to the seas. What difference make it? I've earned what I've got, and nothing was given for which I've not fought.

And isn't this precisely what Darwin taught? May the best man win, and take all of the pot! I'm captain, o captain of this ship called home. But I'm tired and hot now. Please, leave me alone.