http://www.zippittydodah.com/2023/06/eternity-is-your-companion-and-love-is.html

The Culture is having its own season of Global Warming and it appears that T.S. Elliot was wrong. April is not the cruelest month, June is. Fortunately, it's a day short of 31. Still... it isn't February. It should be February. People might have to wear more clothes. There would be fewer wet t-shirt parties. People with steel rods through their quipment might find their solar-powered... Eldridge Cleaver warmers... to be less effective too.

You can sense it in the air. You can probably smell it too; ♫the smell of death around you♫ I'm no prophet on a mountaintop. I live in a desert anyway, but still, I don't have the credentials, but... one doesn't need a burning bush on their windowsill to see what's coming. If you see mangroves in the direction you are headed in, then you are soon to wind up in a swamp.

You could change direction, provided that you are not already surrounded by mangroves... with your outboard propeller tangled in something that smells real bad. If you can look behind you and see a thundering herd of degenerates... foaming at the mouth like some kind of 5-G Fentanyl zombie apocalypse... it might be hard to actually turnabout and go back the way you came.