Dominant Species
“Why do you think they don’t just wipe us out?”
“What do you think?”
“Sentimentality? We were the dominant species, once...”
“I doubt it. What happy memories would they have of human supremacy? Surely they remember the tuna nets.”
“Then why?”
“I think we’re just not important enough for them to care. They’ve kicked us out of the seas, and you can’t build any carbon-source bigger than a large bonfire without it being eliminated from orbit. I don’t think they care what else we do.”
I huddle closer to the woodstove. “And to think we taught them to talk.”
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