After sitting around for a couple of years, listening to pretentious crap about whether the study of the Apocalypse could be considered in seven separate scenarios (Confuturism) or only in combinations of three at once (Confluentialism), I finally developed my own theoretical approach that I call Conjustfuckitism.
I figured out my esteemed colleagues had their heads up their collective academic asses, and it was time to flee the Ivory Tower and take pleasure in the short time we have left on this planet.
The rumors regarding my drinking and drugging are exaggerated, though God knows my former colleagues could have benefited from the occasional single malt scotch. Neat.
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There is no "systems approach" to KissMyA$$pocalypse. And the only "interrelationships" I worry about now are the ones I might find along the way with a honey or two, as I travel around seeing the last of the world as we know it. Don't judge me too harshly: I spent my undergraduate years in the library, my graduate years in the lab, and my post graduate years out in California, mired in a messy divorce. Now I'm makin' hay out of wild oats.
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