Friends, Romulans, countrymen...
Lend me your ears!
I sense a great storm is coming. On ALL fronts. I mean ALL.
The great political doomsday machines are being cranked up. The economy, meanwhile, needs either a stimulus injection, a revolution or a scapegoat.
Brother will rise against brother. And seven thunders will utter their voices in unison. A star will fall unto earth, like a lamp. Woe, woe, woe to the denizens of the earth.
Will any of us survive?
I'm not a survivor. I live. And all who live will one day die.
I'm just a writer, and I will do what I do best. Cause I'm the best at what I do.