The Opinion "The rotting of the Republic is too much to bear" has died from a variety of wounds, many self-inflicted. It is the nature of the beast to die as a beast, as it is the nature of the creative to never stop creating. Linger watchful in these murky hours, be you not too tightly bound, and hearken past the hollows to the richly verdant ground. Take heart, dear mournful agitants: the readiness is all. There has yet to be a Winter that knows not the secrets of the Spring.
Create, and don't despair! Bitterness never yet fed a hungry heart!