We live in dangerous times. There is a lying, bullying, aggressive lunatic, pushing his never tiring forces to commit a crime so awful in it's contemplation that it would mean total devastation for all those that have limply and weekly stood in their way.
I'm afraid we are on the very brink of this catastrophe, on the precipice staring into a post quadpocalyptic landscape where only vermin, scousers (same thing), Talk-sport presenters (again, same thing), and oompa loompa women (already included), survive. I'd say hit the fall-out shelters now - but what would be the point - it would last for eternity and wouldn't be worth surviving.
The rush to be the most magnanimous Bluemooner will of course be inevitable and such invertebrates will gladly and willingly ignore the bullying, coercive, pressurising, nature of the achievement as well as the assistance at vital moments from other authorities. Still, it will be there forever, to undermine everything that others follow with. Dark days.