On this topic of mere life, or low love, we must move beyond the human dilemma for a moment and consider the beatles.
Such a creature could easily be considered a low form of life. And yet, time and again, we hear about how the Beatles are the ones that make it through. Mass extinction on mass extinction and the super tiny, most basic form of living moving matter, bugs are usually doing ok after all is said and done.
So, to return to the world of man, let us carry over the parallelism of the random mass extinction to the bug and put in its place for our sake a new frame, a hypothetical one, of the spectacular Northerner annihilating itself via nuclear war to the “left of the bell curve” Southerner that is still kickin after all the rubble clears.
Undying fame is a hard achievement if all the papers, all the TVs, all the telephones and tablets, are ash.
J.W. 