From the ashes of a shattered beginning, something good can, something good simply must grow. For what other option is there to believe? All will be revealed and the battle has already been won; why are we segmenting ourselves off into abysses of hesitation, cul-de-sacs of intellectual obfuscation and shallow aboveground pools of material wealth. The issues of today are but the shadow of those things decided in the past and determined in the future. Horizontal lines, plaid shirts, and vertically striped pants only clash in the stale consensus of the crowd.