"You put on your boots, click into your bindings, dust the snow off your skis, and head out for the chair, and it doesn't matter that you failed a test, didn't get the girl, or that your life is on a one way trip down the shitter, your world is right for the next couple of hours."
-one hell of a wise newschooler
And Spaceship Earth, that glorious and bloody circus, continued its four-billion-year-long spiral orbit
about the Sun; the engineering was so exquisite that none of the passengers felt any
motion at all. Those on the dark side of the ship mostly slept and voyaged into worlds of freedom
and fantasy; those on the light side moved about the tasks appointed for them by their rulers, or idled
waiting for the next order from above.