Always the End of Days

Pushing through the market square
So many mothers sighing
News had just come over
We had five years left to cry in
News guy wept and told us
Earth was really dying
Cried so much his face was wet
Then I knew he was not lying

I heard telephones, opera house
Favourite melodies
I saw boys, toys
Electric irons and TVs
My brain hurt like a warehouse
It had no room to spare
I had to cram so many things to store
Everything in there

And all the fat, skinny people
And all the tall, short people
And all the nobody people
And all the somebody people
I never thought I’d need so many people

We’ve got five years
Stuck on my eyes
Five years
What a surprise
We’ve got five years
My brain hurts a lot
Five years
That’s all we’ve got

What does it say about Homo Sapiens that these lyrics exactly describe how I feel about climate change and also exactly described how Bowie’s generation felt about nuclear war?

There’s never been a time since August 1945 when an informed part of humanity didn’t think we had five years left to cry in.

Given the number of doomsday cults that have flourished throughout history, maybe there’s never been a time, full stop.

Is that comforting?

Or more cause for despair?