Nothing is impossible to kill. It's just that sometimes after you kill something you have to keep shooting it until it stops moving
Sometimes science was the closest thing to the sword of an avenging angel humanity was ever going to get.
Global climate change had been impacting the world's oceans since the early 1980s, although most people hadn't noticed the transformation until the mid-2010s, when the reduced surface temperatures, increased ferocity of storms, and seemingly endless blooms of toxic algae had become severe enough to make headline news. As the glaciers melted, they dumped their runoff into the deep currents that warmed much of the world. The sudden freshwater influx lowered the ocean's temperature and overall salinity even as temperatures on land continued to climb. Fish were dying. Whales and other large sea mammals were changing their ancient migration patterns, following the food into waters where they had never been seen before. Sharks were doing the same, sending scientists into tizzies and panicking the public.
...we were doing this...this weird circling thing, like we needed to figure out every single line of the script before we could even start the movie. I knew, and he knew, and we didn’t do a damn thing about it... It’s like we thought everything had to be perfect, or it wouldn’t work. Like it was a story.
Knowledge that can be imparted loudly and with passion always lasts longer than knowledge that has to be whispered.
Think about that for a moment. They died for you. Now take a good look at the life you're living and tell me: Did they do the right thing?