"From time to time I open a newspaper. Things seem to be proceeding at a dizzying rate. We are dancing not on the edge of a volcano, but on the wooden seat of a latrine, and it seems to me to be more than a touch rotten. Soon society will go plummetting down and drown in nineteen centuries of shit. There will be quite a lot of shouting."
Gustave Flaubert, 1850
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