Perhaps my sinister friends at HN will enjoy poetry: Turning and turning in the widening gyre The falcon cannot hear the falconer; Things fall apar

Perhaps my sinister friends at HN will enjoy poetry: Turning and turning in the widening gyre The falcon cannot hear the falconer; 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! Hardly are those words out When a vast image out of Spiritus Mundi Troubles my sight: a waste of desert sand; A shape with lion body and the head of a man, A gaze blank and pitiless as the sun, Is moving its slow thighs, while all about it Wind shadows of the indignant desert birds. The darkness drops again but now I know That twenty centuries of stony sleep Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle, And what rough beast, its hour come round at last, Slouches towards Bethlehem to be born? With potential French and Italian exits coming up, 2016-2017 is going to get interesting. I think possibly the Danes, definitely the Dutch and Austrians are already lost. Another factor is that although Trump probably won't abandon NATO, he could force Germany onto the horns of an awkward dilemma. Pay for protection or pay for a pan-European army. I think the migrant flows from North Africa and the Middle East become fiscally untenable. Merkel is changing direction but perhaps she is too late to the party, Bulgaria is already starting mass deportations and I think the Northern Alliance is sure to storm the Rubicon. Now attention swings to Turkey as their idiot demands escalate. This could get quite ugly. Putin must be beside himself with glee! The Yanks must be staring at those nuclear warheads like a hawk (eagle?) giving a rabbit a penetrating glare. tldr; 2017 = 2016++