Quantum of chaos

Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;

Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,

The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere

The ceremony of innocence is drowned;

The best lack all conviction, while the worst

Are full of passionate intensity.

Surely some revelation is at hand;

Surely the Second Coming is at hand.

The Second Coming by William Butler Yeats (1865-1939)

Logic has deserted markets. Irrationality is the order of the day. Woe to anyone trying to make sense out of the chaos that now passes

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