Excerpt: "....The Full Moon cross-intersects this axis and makes the conflict undeniable: you cannot keep pretending that you can live in a porous, interdependent world whilst clinging to a fantasy of immaculate, isolated Taurean principle that you have control over every variable. You're about to discover the fallacy in holding such beliefs, and you might even come to like it.....”

Excerpt: “...Just take a breath before you go charging on your next moral crusade. Perhaps reflect on the indignation you're feeling. Nobody's telling you to shut up. You're just being nudged to grow up. Decide which truths you're prepared to live by, not merely shout out from the rooftops. Remember, it's wise to choose the hill you die on carefully. Decide which bonds deserve your blunt loyalty, and which "alliances" were just trauma clubs with better branding.....”

Sure... plenty of fire, plenty of noise, but the verdicts are coming from somewhere more stealthy, mysterious as fuck, like nuclear-powered submarines during a full-blown missile crisis...