The Group Therapy coffee at the End of the Universe

Portrait of a Intergalactic Cockroach Post Nutrition Label Content Type: Text Read Time: 10 min Topics: Extinction, Schopenhauer, Fermi Paradox Where the fuck is everyone else? Enrico Fermi, probably The answer, the Schopenhauer pessimist in me says, is they've all self-destructed at some key technological age in history. Don't learn to run. No persistence running, no antelope chased to collapse in the heat: no big brain civilization. No penicillin. No germ theory: we all die of hyper syphilis. Don't properly understand atomic fission. Unrestrained nuclear proliferation: we nuke ourselves like an oblivious hot pocket. Every rung on the ladder is a filter and it looks like the next rung is building a mind. The Will just strives, a hungry thing that builds and eats and builds and fucks, with no point to any of it. Constraint to those basal drives creates depressed monkeys that either don't reproduce or sublimate all their worst tendencies into resource extraction. Every civilization…