Sandenfreude

n. The unworthy thought that “the chickens are coming home to roost” when watching a humongous storm bull’s-eye the world centre of carbon spewing.

Of course, life being a shit sandwich (the more bread you have, the less shit you end up having to eat), the major villains will get away relatively unscathed, while the little guy – uninsured or underinsured – will get stuffed… So it goes…

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