“Things fall apart; the center cannot hold”
So wrote Yeats in his classic, “The Second Coming.” He continues, “Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world, The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere the ceremony of innocence is drowned; The best lack all conviction, while the worst are full of passionate intensity.” Sure sounds a lot like today. But why do things fall apart? Why … More “Things fall apart; the center cannot hold”




