My hope has still yet to be redeemed from this nightmare. I am trying to believe that when I awaken each and every morning that there is another version of the truth. A truth that can be scratched away to reveal the hidden meaning behind the insanity that seems to be revered as fundamental reality. However the truth that seems to be cast into our hearts is one of fear. A fear generated by the mass media of autocratic nations and Australia is not independent of the fear mongrels that rip and shred at our will to be human.

My favourite song on Year Zero is Warning, it is eerily prophetic in a very contemporary sense. We should heed the warning the world is sending us before we ruin it all together. What is even scarier is what William S Burroughs predicted in one of his Nova Convention speeches, “time is a resource and time is running out and that is why we have to go into space”…space a resource of time, more time! (perhaps back to the beginning of the end or end of the beginning?) The Burroughs heroin induced paranoia seems to have some basis in reality it would seem; are we now in the process of planning an escape? With our exploration for life on other planets it seems to resonate a desire to prepare a contingency plan just in case this global warming is true and not merely climate change. Could we be looking for a new place to live? Is the war on terror a process of ethnic cleansing so that only the true and just may serve in the heavens above?

Too late. Must be the parepin.