Frame 1. Q railing it op hard this am in 40+/- mph winds in a lame ass winter with no snow and freezing temps and just the entirety of the wrongness we have wrought upon ourselves. He is riding on the detritus of the 70 trees we dropped last year due to the iminent threat of fire here in the hight country, a direct result of the collective 'we' ass-fucking the planet with quite literally, a sand-paper condom. Frame 2. More clear-cutting as a result of mitigation which is french for 'cut all the trees down' as a result of us ass-fucking the planet in our single occupancy vehicle miles and our inability to be flexible - at all. Where there once was soul - filling trail - now there are clear cuts. And we do - literally deserve this shit and more. Finally - a moment of literal levity as E-Fry launches the jump on his wide - berthed steed of love. The key thing is - we got out today. TODAY. There is no other day that matters. This is it, folks. If you are waiting for a sunnier tomorrow - go ahead and eat that bullet now, and ask your friends/spouse to burn your corpse up in some environmentally friendly way. Ain't no one else going to make your way or make it easy for you or find meaning. That's the trip. It's up to each one of us, individually. The beauty is - if we all make the right choices we can literally change the world, collectively.