There was a long, many-parted event called the Cold War. It might also have been called Flirting with the End of the World.

Now we are in the Flirting with the End of the World After Party. It's very late. It's very early. That's the way of after parties. Dance to joggle all the parts together, and as the light before the light before the dawn breaks, think of something new. Only not thinking, because of how all the parts are joggled together and it's not just head time, but everything. Everything wants to go on.