Drought Fantasy
I’m starting to imagine what the Dirty Dirty would be like if we step the water rationing up a notch and it starts to look a little like the scene in Mars Attacks? Batman 45? where the townspeople and news anchors stop using hygiene products and/or water for fear of being contaminated with some freaky toxic concoction…
Anyone know what the hell I’m talking about? Because I don’t…
It was the first Batman movie. The Joker had poisoned various cosmetics so that certain combinations would cause the same disfiguring grin he had suffered after his swim through some industrial effluent. When news of this broke, everyone stopped using all cosmetics, including TV news anchors.
We might have the opposite situation, where people substitute perfume and Febreze for showering and doing laundry. But I’m a little confused by the attitude I’ve detected from members of the Corps of Engineers that have been quoted in the media, who seem to be implying that the “crisis” is overblown and that things will never really get to that point.
So is the water not really going to run out? Or is there some sort of secret backup plan? (Trucking it in from Macon doesn’t seem practical to meet the needs of 5 million people.)
That’s it! Bless you, child.
No idea if the water is going to run out or not. At this point all I hear is “blah blah blah I’m a dirty tramp” when they talk about it.
We should all just continue (or start) to be responsible with how we’re utilizing the resources and maybe stop being so damn attractive – because I understand it’s estimated the number of Atlanta residents is expected to double in the next 5-10 years.
What the fuck are you doing fantasizing about this shit? Do you not like sex or money? Cars, boats, fat asses?