If I pass the burial spot of Nero
I shall say to the wind, “Well, well!”—
I who have fiddled in a world on fire,
I who have done so many stunts not worth doing.
Carl Sandberg "Losers"
I look around, and I see chaos and destruction, and the world our peoples sought to build and so many died to defend seems to be falling into darkness, and all the people around me wish to discuss is a bunch of millionaires running around a grassy field chasing a bag of air.