There is a question that is tearing the Internet apart, and no it is not about a dress and is it Black/Blue or White/Gold.

It is:-

Everyone on earth takes a private vote by pressing a red or blue button. If more than 50% of people press the blue button, everyone survives. If less than 50% of people press the blue button, only people who pressed the red button survive. Which button would you press? BE HONEST.

There is a strange fury in the air again. Not the dress debate this time, but something far more ridiculous. People are shouting, people are threatening, people are declaring that they refuse to live in a world ruled by Red button pushers. All this rage over a question so simple that even a sleepy druid could answer it before breakfast.

The answer is Red. It has always been Red. Any other choice is an act of heroic foolishness.

Red means nothing happens. Blue means there is a chance you die. This is not philosophy. This is not ethics. This is not a riddle from an ancient temple. It is basic survival.

Someone explained it perfectly. Imagine you are standing beside a railway track as a train thunders toward you. Red is simply standing still and letting the train pass. Blue is leaping in front of the train in the hope that enough other people also leap in front of it that the train eventually slows down. Would you leap in front of that train. Would you trust your life to the hope that strangers will hurl themselves under the wheels beside you.

Or imagine you are handed a bottle of poison. Red is to put the bottle down and walk away. Blue is to drink the poison and hope that enough other people also drink it that someone somewhere decides to invent an antidote. Would you drink the poison.

The problem is not the question. The problem is the age we live in. An age where some people are so desperate to appear virtuous that they will choose Blue simply to show how caring they are. They declare that they must press Blue to save anyone foolish enough to press Blue, without noticing that they have just placed themselves in the very category they claim to be rescuing.

This is what happens when the world becomes so padded with safety warnings that even the profoundly unwise are protected from the consequences of their own decisions. They begin to believe that danger is optional, that risk is a story told to frighten children, and that pressing Blue is noble because surely someone else will step in to save them.

The truth is simpler. Many people do not understand the question. They want to feel like heroes. They want to be seen as compassionate. They want applause for choosing the path that looks selfless, even if it endangers millions. Give them a button that says nothing bad will happen if you press this and they will refuse to press it because it does not make them feel special.

And so they choose Blue. And they call it kindness. And they call it courage. And they call it moral superiority.

But it is none of those things. It is vanity dressed as virtue.

Humanity is not doomed, not yet, but it is certainly wobbling on its stool while trying to reach the biscuit tin on the top shelf.