The day after tomorrow

I'll eat all of it and not leave even if it's little dirty.
If you are dougting me, I'll cut my throat and give you it.

Mr.Children. I sometimes feel their lyrics are too serious and dramatic on bright days in spring or early summer. But when I listen to them in my car on my way home from work at midnight, the songs appeal to me. Because of this heavy rain, I felt like that I was in the depth of the ocean. Their lyrics gave me the power to see in the dark. The coelacanth in their songs moved my heart.

I read a newspaper article the day before yesterday. It says that all of ices in the Arctic Ocean will melt in summer in 2040. http://www.sankei.co.jp/eco/ I'm terribly shocked at the news.
I'm not interested in the news that a Japanese baseball player cannot contract with an American baseball team. I think we don't have time to talk about such a silly thing.
We can't afford it. If the day after tomorrow like a movie comes, we will be busy to survive that we hardly the time to enjoy watching baseball game.

Coelacanths don't know the news. They haven't seen human being.
If a rise in water temperature brings them to a crisis, what do they think about the result of human folly? Do they forgive us?
Coelacanth, where are you headed now?