Kuala Lampur, March 22 -- There's a certain kind of madness that wears a suit, speaks in press conferences, and drops bombs with a straight face.

And then there's the rest of us - standing here with the whole universe in our rearview mirror and a miracle under our feet, still squabbling like toddlers with matches in a room full of kerosene.

This planet - this lonely, aching ball of blue fire hurtling through darkness - is the best thing that's ever happened to us. Trees that breathe for us. Oceans that sing. Rice fields. Street food. Good sex. Bad jokes. The smell of rain on hot tar. A baby's laugh. The way light hits water at 5.47pm. All of it - every beautiful, fleeting second - is happening here, on Earth.

And yet, we're busy arguin...