The world is ending. You know it, your neighbor knows it, the dealer knows it, the jailer knows it, the king and all his men know it. All one has to do is look around to see it— the future is curdling into something pale and incorporeal. The infernal machine that is this stupid world is going to blow, sooner rather than later. So what are you doing? Why are you still here? Why is anyone still here?
SOLUTION
You are doing the only thing worth doing. You are living. *Why,* you ask? Try and remember now. Remember your mother’s hand on your shoulder. Remember the taste of a fresh catch. Remember the times when you were kind to the dogs in the valley and they did not bare their teeth. Remember the weight of a child on your shoulders. Remember the stars throwing their light against the wall of sodium and smog. Remember singing until your throat was raw. Remember crying just as loudly and publicly, and the gentleness with which someone opened your curled fist and pressed a handkerchief into your palm. Crying, laughing, running, eating, screaming, haunting, loving, fighting, fighting, fighting. The fight fuels you, and you fuel the fight. You run yourself ragged just for a chance to keep running. You never stop. You cannot stop. The world depends on it. *You* are the infernal engine. You are the world. And, simply put: you want to live.
Confession of a grieving Palestinian, forever away from home.
(For the record, hopelessness does not mean giving up. When you feel like you can do so little, just do what you can. Donate. Protest. Scream the truth.)
I have never ever seen this short before, and now I’m screaming! Growing up the UK, I was very limited with the American shows I could watch as a kid. We had freeview, which meant we had only a few BBC channels to surf through. When I was 13 in 2011, Bob’s came out. We finally had a digital TV system which let us have a wider range of channels to watch. Comedy Central was one of them. They’d have reruns of Bob’s so often, and that’s how I got my fix. I would series-link them so I could watch them after school every day. I don’t think I ever watched the show in chronological order until I got a laptop and found my cartoon websites. I never had any access to Bob’s DVDs in my youth either, so this is a real treat to see.