Humpty Dumpty Revisited

In the dark days when the hard-won benefits of a thousand centuries of civilized advances are obliterated, our descendants will judge us. Struggling to survive amid the consequences of our reckless deficiencies, foraging through the rubble we’ve bequeathed to them, they’ll condemn our selfish arrogance.

“What kind of misfits were they?” our descendants will wonder. “The imperfect civilization they inherited was splendid. The work of a thousand generations was destroyed on their watch.”

“Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall,
Humpty Dumpty had a great fall.
All the king’s horses and all the king’s men
Couldn’t put Humpty together again.”