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    The Old Sage could see the roiling discontent from his humble abode. It had been 40 days and 40 nights of complete and total anarchy across the entire globe. Entire economic systems had broken down. Wages stopped. Workers, by the millions, went on strike. Food supplies became non-existent. Riots broke out. There were many deaths.

    The Old Sage had warned them but no one would listen. He told them to prepare for the storm but he was ignored. The world had faith that its systems would be sustainable. And everlasting. They viewed the Old Sage as a “crazy old coot” with no credentials or experience. He was poor, he had no formal education, he had no possessions; he was considered as being valueless in a society that cherished materialism. He didn’t speak their language.

    The time of great anxiety swept across the globe like a plague. Like dominoes, each country fell under the pressure of unserviceable debt. Governments disbanded and leaders were executed. The wealthy were hunted and killed. The gated communities of the ruling class had been breached by the hungry masses. Rich bitches were raped then hung from telephone poles. Children of the rich were beheaded. Mansions were ransacked and burned.

    The police were powerless. Law and Order was gone. The New World Order was no order at all. Many cops took matters into their own hands and formed militias. They raided and robbed with abandon. They looted stores and killed the pleading merchants indiscriminately. Eventually, turf wars broke out between the militias and the street gangs. The streets ran red with blood.

    The once high and mighty were desperate. They needed solutions, answers. They asked the Old Sage what could be done to bring peace and harmony to the world.

    The Old Sage scolded them. He said that their arrogance had been their undoing and that the time had come for a reckoning. He said that the rulers of the world had known for centuries how to conduct themselves but choose not to. Instead they enslaved their brethren and exploited the indigent. But he gave them the answer that they sought, “LOVE.”

    The ex-patricians were befuddled. They didn’t understand. And the carnage continued to rage on.
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