Previously, on Vagabond¬†Starlight…

People often muse on how we’ll meet our end as a species. Nuclear fire. Biological outbreak. Whimpers. I am not so wise to know what form our destroyer will take, be it robot uprising or bigass rock from the sky, but I¬†betcha I know the reason. It’s the same reason one always gets in trouble. It’s the leading cause of self-destruction. It is the Great Weakness of humankind.

It’s boredom. Mark my words, our world ends not with a bang, but with someone getting bored in the right place at the right time.

So quick! Go tell someone a joke! The fate of humanity depends on it.