We live in nested toxic empires, with the arrangement at the top trying to mitigate the toxicity from the top down, but changing leadership every four to six years. Meanwhile in each of our own little toxic empires, we go about ingesting poison for food and entertainment materials, making necessary our whole system work harder to maintain harmony between the systems that comprise the whole person,

Whoever blames others has a long way to go, whoever blames oneself is half-way there, and the one who blames no one has arrived.

So the world is in a state of panic and crisis, mostly self-inflicted, and you have to decide to join the insanity and become lost in a sea of like-minded foolishness, or grab a piece of flotsam and make it to the nearest island where the opportunity to pursue a sane lifestyle can become a reality.