As the eloi prepare to vote Humanity’s last stand out of existence, we have to look hard at the things we want to save. Sure, it’d be great to be able to wake up every day secure in the knowledge that our leaders will tell us all the right things to do, and save us from our own stupidity, right up to the moment where they throw us in the ovens. And IQ is not intellect, as Newt and others prove every day.

The people who wake up every morning knowing what a world of shit we’re in and despair for the next generation are the ones who have intellect, the ability to regularly come to an accurate conclusion by observation and considered thought.

I have hopes that we will oneday leave this planet. With the (hopeful) upcoming age of private space travel, I hope that one day people will pack up their shit and make a perilous journey to other planets. I hope they take freedom with them, as once our forebears did. They will need a plan. The one our ancestors developed has proved too easily corrupted.

What do we save? What precious wisdom do we encapsulate for that future generation that escapes this our last hope on this planet? When we build that time capsule, what will it contain?

What if we are the only life in the universe, utterly alone, and the intellect that is the single most precious gift from our Creator fades and dies with the last of us, as the eloi eat and breed and absorb the planet?