Someday, hopefully before I die, the Almighty shall come, and He shall take away all the zombies, the diseases, the mud, the filth. He will not give us spades or blood. He will give us choices and mousetraps. And with sickness, corruption, selfishness, ignorance, the degenenates will make their own sentence and verdict for their own demise. It's the mechanism of Mother Nature: forsaking the weak and foolish ones that can't help themselves. So, is all a question of time, and the Strong, the Pure, shall take their place. And, with clean, bright, pure, waters, a shining, truthful and colorful day shall once again arise.