I know I need to feed the beast. But the clarion call of the day job calls me, demanding my attention. The pleasant work of writing and talking must wait until it is satisfied. I can only ask humbly that those of you who are interested await my return.

There is another way, of course, but that would invlove buying my book on Amazon. it discusses all the issues i will raise in the course of the story. But that seems to be an extreme step to take, and i won’t be putting up the final version until the third week of June.

So now I can get back to the entertaing subjects I sincerely enjoy – death and disaster. In my opening comments, and the chapters of my book that I had posted,  I had made reference to the possibility of a cosmic impact that would do some serious damage to the Earth and its peoples.

I had postulated a story that takes place 100 years in the future, when humanity is recovering from the disasterous effects of the impact of a largish comet. Nothing extraordinary, mind you. One of an uncountable number of chunks of rock that circle our Sun, and are drawn in by its gravity to hit something in its population of hangers-on that are the moons and planets.

There is a lot of material on the Net, both scholarly and popular, about the possible effects of an impact. From the numbers of YouTube viewings of the better examples of this disaster porn, there are quite a large number of people who have thought of the possibility of such an impact. There have also been a number of books and movies on the subject that have received considerable attention.

So, all in all, I am not the only person with morbid thoughts. I won’t use the other scatalogica,l but  popular, description of such people as me – and perhaps you. That has recently gotten a number of people in hot water, and I am too thin-skinned to relish that.

I have added two chapters to the available readings attached to these pages. One is the continuation of the story I had started with the fist chapter – a very convenient way to evolve a book. Having the same chapter over and over again gets boring, no matter how good that chapter is. People naturally seek variety, and I am all for that. In the second chapter, you meet most of the characters in the book, and they start to have the problems my characters always seem to meet when I write about them.

You would think that they would get sick of coping with all the roadblocks I set in their paths, but they persist. I can tell you with total honesty that I have never had  character resign from one of my stories even though I have given most of them a very hard time.

I must tell you that I am touched by their unquestioning loyalty. To put up with it all they must be as convinced as I am that there is some value in the telling of their story.

The other chapter I have attached, the account of the impact, was very difficult to write. Not only because of the manifold technical requirements necessary to depict a horrifying event faithfully without trivializing it, but also the emotional discomfort any reasonalbly empathetic individual would feel when contemplating billlions of deaths and hundreds of years  of continuing suffering.

The billions of deaths have become possible to conceive on an intellectual basis because of the wide dispersion of accounts of the demise of the dinosaurs. But popular accounts have commonly limited their depiction to a single cataclysmic event, and have rarely considered the aftereffects of such a violent and monumental impact.

Studies subsequent to the original insights of the Alvarez father and son have reavealed that the very bowels of the earth and its atmosphere above would be affected by long-term changes extending perhaps to millions of years. There is little doubt that the ability of mankind to persist on the earth would be detrimentally effected.

At the very least, greenhouse gases would be greatly increased by the direct results of the impact, and, in all likelyhood, by volcanic activity induced by the raw power of the cosmic impact. There are strong indications the atmospheric changes caused by the Chixhulub impact on the dinousaurs went on for hundreds to thousands of years.

That would mean, if such an event happened in our history, that mankind would need to go underground to live. This is now technically possible, but no-one can say that any such transition would be an easy one. Millions and perhaps billions of people would die.

The effects would be worse by orders of magnitude than the widespread nuclear war we so often contemplate with the blythe confidence of ignorance. How sane people can do what we do is sometimes difficult to understand. But that is another subject entirely.

I have not even considered the social effects of such a catastophe, and will not do that now.

We need to have something pleasant to look forward to.