"Recession" and "depression" seem far too understated to describe our world's woes. With conflicts raging from the Middle East to Mexico—and politicians pandering to Wall Street crooks who ruined our economy—let's try another word: "apocalypse," writes David Sirota in Salon. "It's not just the economic turbulence" that warrants the A-word, Sirota writes, but "the 'I feel fine' obliviousness of REM’s cataclysmic ballad."
The A-word came to Sirota as he sat atop the Pyramid of the Sun near Mexico City: "When the Aztecs discovered the site, it was abandoned, and nobody knows what happened." Wall Street's CEOs, who whine about living on $500,000 a year, and Hollywood producers, who feed us fatalistic and hedonistic fare, seem equally primed to disappear. Witness "the aggressively defiant, adamantly proud ignorance that marks history’s end times."