"In previous generations, there was purpose; you had to die, but there was God, and literature and culture would go on. Now, of course, there is no God, and our species is imminently doomed, so there is no purpose. We get up, raise families, have bank accounts, fix our teeth and everything else. But really, there is utterly no purpose except to be alive.
Imminently doomed? What sort of time frame are we talking?But then again... being alive and staying alive should elicit as much purposive behavior as we're capable of. For one thing, it inspires good writing.
In “A Friend of the Earth,” I projected 2025 for the effects of global warming to really disturb us, but I should have cut that by 10 years. It’s so depressing. You read any environmentalist — there’s not a breath of hope for our species."
T. C. Boyle, Doomsday Preacher - NYTimes.com