Mayor Salin sat in her 1964 Oldsmobile Jetstar looking out over her city from the peak of Mt Salvation. One day she'd get a hybrid. As she sat and pondered the peculiar circumstance which had overcome the citizens of her constituency she felt uneasy, it was as if the background radiation of the universe were pulsating negative waves directly through her being...
"These people who think they're so much better than the rest of us. If we weren't here, they wouldn't be either. It's all tied in, all of it and these pathetic creatures can't make up their minds whether they want to be a part or not. The final solution is total annihilation. Existence is a failed project." Mt Salvation had a captive audience, not the one he wanted though.
"The way you talk, it's as if the universe came into existence simply so that you could complain about it. Take it easy, if your fatalistic predictions are correct, it'll all collapse anyway without your help or whining." said Mr. Mystery Mountain.
Salvation kept sermonizing oblivious to the offered advice "A grand awakening is on the way. The tree's the earth itself, all of us we will rise up and I will be right there in the middle to destroy it all."
" OK, Salvation. Whatever you say."
...Mayor Salin couldn't shake her unease. She popped the gear shift and drove away.