After what happened last week I can’t help but to play Fugazi by Marillion in my head all over again.
Where are the prophets, where are the visionaries, where are the poets
To breach the dawn of the sentimental mercenary
This world is collapsing under the burden of greedy corporations, demanding consumers, merciless haters and shallow ignorants. It’s just a downward spiral. This is why the ones who saved us so many times are leaving. It’s getting too much even for them.
Chester, wherever you are, just keep screaming. We will hear you.