That's what I thought when Trump got elected. I couldn't wait to hear all the punk, grind, death and hardcore bands turn it up to 11 but damn was I disappointed.
I remember listening to this, six months into the pandemic, walking through the grocery store with most people masked up and staying away from others, and there were some people in there totally unmasked, looking at us. The fucking strangest feeling.
The world overall is on a positive trend as the American Empire declined, hopefully its collapse won't be as disastrous as it has set itself up to be though.
Q. Is it not obvious to anyone that the Empire is as strong as it ever was?
A. The appearance of strength is all about you. It would seem to last forever. However, Mr. Advocate, the rotten tree-trunk, until the very moment when the storm-blast breaks it in two, has all the appearance of might it ever had. The storm-blast whistles through the branches of the Empire even now. Listen with the ears of psychohistory, and you will hear the creaking.
Q. (uncertainly) We are not here, Dr. Seldon, to lis
A. (firmly) The Empire will vanish and all its good with it. Its accumulated knowledge will decay and the order it has imposed will vanish. Interstellar wars will be endless; interstellar trade will decay; population will decline; worlds will lose touch with the main body of the Galaxy. �And so matters will remain.