Apocalyptic Toolkit

You know what? I don't care if it's zombies, the bomb, aliens, robots, foreigners, domestics, whatever.  If people get feral on me, I'll be sure to let them know that there was once a vast, complicated, imperfect civilization, and that I saw it all.  I'd tell them I come from a time when people would ignore each other on fuel-driven transports and listen to electronic collections of recordings of musicians and people rambling into magnetic sticks that encoded speech so it could be played back.  I'd say I came from a time of vast wealth, and vast poverty, where food was being thrown away in some places and fought over in others, where medical science was extending lives or keeping people barely alive.  And though they might try to destroy me (are they jealous of my experiences from this fallen utopia? Do they blame me for what has happened?), I will not falter.  I am a herald of the age that passed; I must not fall. 

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