It was a shitstorm. Everything that could go wrong had. What happens when the appearance of safety and security is ripped away to reveal the shaky ground no one noticed? Dissolution like cotton candy on the tongues of scylla and charybdis? Hanging by your underwear on a flag pole waiting for someone kind to take pity, for someone to hear the cries and offer mercy? Was this deserved? Probably not. But even the best dont always get what they deserve and the worst giggle into their cheerios every morning. But we don't have time for sob stories, kid. Let's go.