It's scary how true Soylent Green has become.

Many of us here will be like Edward G. Robinson's character in the movie--old, wizened, pathetic--trying to tell everyone how beautiful the earth once was. Some of us here may be telling our grandchildren that we can remember when the polar icecaps existed, when polar bears and penguins still walked the earth, when honeybees made things grow, when frogs croaked on the ponds that were not choked over with algae scum, when Georgia wasn't a desert, when New York and LA weren't submerged, when huge forests blanketed whole areas of the country.

God, I swear it's turning into Soylent Green.