(Source: cercodiassordarti, via growing-ignorance)
To four-year-old Jack, his Room and his Ma are the most important things in the world. Truthfully, they are the only things in his world. In an 11x11 foot space, his Ma feeds him, plays games with him, tells him stories, allots a certain amount of time a day for television, and goes to bed with him at night. With this, Jack is perfectly content. However, after his fifth birthday, his Ma begins to tell him new stories, stories of an Outside too vast and complex for Jack to understand, stories of the Outside from where she came and has been longing to escape to once again.
Also everywhere I’m looking at kids, adults mostly don’t seem to like them, not even the parents do. They call the kids gorgeous and so cute, they make the kids do the thing all over again so they can take a photo, but they don’t want to actually play with them, they’d rather drink coffee talking to other adults. Sometimes there’s a small kid crying and the Ma of it doesn’t even hear.— Room
Empty paints a picture of what American life will be like when fossil fuels truly start running out. Though the book is short (less than 200 pages), the message comes across loud and clear: alternate forms of energy will only be taken seriously once we have depleted the world’s oil. In the mean time, the public will do everything possible, including siphoning off gasoline from their neighbors’ cars, to cling to the way of life they have grown accustomed to. Countries will wage war on one another for the sake of oil, stock markets will crash, and general uncertainty will reign.
Sound familiar?
(SLIGHT SPOILERS AHEAD)
(Source: wishyouhadastormwarning, via ineedyoutolightthefuse)
