Unofficially; It's Official -OR- All ABOARD!

The best that history will be able to say about the collapse of civilization -as we thought we knew it- is that there was more than abundant entertainment leading up to the collapse.

Today we can't know which straw will be the final one. The only thing that can be said for sure is that no real attempt has been, or is being, made to curb the enthusiasm. Important folks are doing important stuff. Other equally important folk are lining up to discuss the damage being done with equally important media personalities. It's the equally important that offers hope.

The ripple effect of these events occupy and transfix concentric rings of importancy until they wobble to a dull thud somewhere beyond human caring. Beaten to a metaphorical pulp, the game combatants will themselves to carry on, to fight the good fight, knowing full well that taking it one more round is their only chance at
a spot in the lifeboat. None of the time-honored fixes remain. Except distraction, but even that is so fleeting that the ability to come up with a viable one strains and vexes the barkers, knocks the shills off their game and exposes the con.
The con is that very little of it is important at all.

The bad news is that the Abyss isn't going away. The good news is that you don't have to be anywhere near it. Nobody's coming for you. They're too busy and important
to be bothered. While they rip and tear each other to shreds, you get to watch it or not watch it. The choice is yours. You're free.

Any anger you have is wasted. Any effort you expend to save, adjust, fix, patch or prolong their importance is too. Any illusion of any "WE" being considered doesn't include YOU. If that isn't clear to you by now, it should be.

"We the unwilling, led by the unknowing, doing the impossible for the ungrateful.
Doing so much with so little for so long, that we are now able to do anything with nothing at all."