Subject: Re: Let’s See If This Pans Out for Putin
We’re fucked, dope. And there’s little time left to un-fuck ourselves before the deluge.

It does look that bleak, doesn't it.

Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
The best lack all conviction, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity.