Thanatophilia, Thanatophobia, Keep Your Chins Up, and Keep That Hope in Ya’
(The title of this brief reflection was an attempt at a musical rhyme – and if the theme were not so tragic, I might write the verses of a tragico-comic hymn. Perhaps I may still, but to the point at hand…) Towards the end of H.G. Wells’ The Time Machine, 800,000 years in the future,[…]