Another End of the World

   "Yes your Royalhuffiness.  We gave the subjects 
television, for a few decades, in order to watch the 
effects of species survival protocol.  Soon they became 
involved with the media, foregoing other lifestyle 
elements.  Eventually they lost enough of their self 
preservation instincts and intelligence in order that we 
could then give them internet."  The long slender 
creature touched a panel as it explained to its superior 
cohort.  It paused for effect and a three dimensional 
display showed samples of sixties, seventies and eighties 
television watching with people sitting cross legged, 
with a bowl of food in their laps, in front of a their TV 
sets eating and munching and generally making slobs of 
themselves.  Excerpts from mindless extravaganzas such as 
Lavern and Shirley, the Partridge Family, and Gilligan's 
Island played in the background, on the TV's in the 
display while the almost mindless humans watched 
transfixed.
    "At first the internet was to complicated for them.  
But because of finer societal points we decided to let 
the humans design their own flaboya and media enticements 
to persuade the rest of the human populace to participate 
who soon became enwrapped in what they though were more 
complex ventures of information gathering, but soon 
turned to texting and showing pictures of themselves for 
the bulk of the population.  They became totally 
absorbed, not unlike their counterparts, the monkeys, who 
pick insects off themselves and poke twigs into holes to 
find food."
    His Roaylhuffiness just shook his/hers/its head from 
side to side slowly.  "Just like all the others.  No 
wonder they're destined for extinction.  They've numbed 
themselves to the realities of physics and commerce.  I 
suppose it won't be long now.  How much longer do you 
think they have?"
    "Not much longer your Highness.  We've already seen 
one or two events of total destruction.  If something's 
not done in the next few time cycles, they are sure to 
decimate themselves in a chemical physical disruption."  
The creature pointed to an image on the wall of 
devastated region from where I can not say. His 
Royalhuffiness sighed and walked out of the room, 
pondering, looking down, still shaking his head.

The End