Shit gets cyclical, shit gets worse. Fukushima Daiichi vs. Chernobyl. Hundreds of thousands of 66-year-old ghosts lingering in Japanese newsprint shudder with irony at the country's modern molecular deaths. And even that fallout rivals for space in our transparent collective memory with 336,000 displaced Ukrainians.
My oldest friend is a teacher in Japan, but she is alright.
Meyer said he had previously believed the metal would hit $1,485, but in light of the earthquake, ‘one needs to downgrade that probably to $1,440 for now, just because... there will be some liquidation of gold in Japan into cash for reconstruction.’
The earthquake and tsunami could cost insurers $60 billion...Such a bill [for reconstruction] would make the disaster the most expensive ever, after Hurricane Katrina.
Katrina’s final death toll was something like 4,081. Japan’s death toll estimates now exceed 10,000.
But, how else to quantify disaster.
Let's talk about more covert death: there's no hope of survival on the median which separates your own useless empathy from the soulless fuck who barters Potassium Iodide for gold. And he is among those left alive, breathing in the luxury of a future tense.
The rest of us have nowhere else to go except Absurd.
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