It isn’t.
But there are no more plans. No more last best efforts. The light on the horizon has gone dim.
But there is still hope. I am a Christian. I know the end, and know that they gave Jesus a crown of thorns, so I do not expect a bed of roses.
There are things besides our selves to work on. Family, friends, your small corner of the world. Start laying a foundation now.
Now I know how good Romans felt when an insane dictator was emperor and bread and circuses doctrine was in full effect.