It seems like there has been an ‘upping of the ante’. Stakes feel higher. Our particular proclivities are now magnified for good or for ill. It definitely feels as though time is pressing, although that may well be my age.

I sense we are caught up in some kind of accelerating process. I’m sure the glib would throw in the word ‘progress’, with a shrug thinking no more about it, imagining we are the peak of an unbroken wave.

“And what do the intellectuals think? They do not know anymore. They have been circumvented as a class. There is another way to know now.”

Ha ha, yes. The ground’s shifting too fast for would be experts to stake a claim. They can’t print the textbooks fast enough!