Agent Smith (the Wachowskis) had us dead to rights.

We are a macro cancer of the natural world. You can point to our supposed good works, but from the perspective of most surface life, well… the surface life we haven’t yet exterminated in the name of glorious economic metastasis, we are a fucking plague.

Metastatic tumors refuse to stop too. It’s in their nature.

I find consolation in knowing we aren’t the first macro cancer Earth has survived, see the trees of the carboniferous period, and life will survive our species’ very loud, eager murder suicide.