& then J. Bruce Ismay cried:   Push it, push it, we have to make better time!  It’s not about you …or you…or my servants or my colleagues!   It’s about pride, power, riches & a photo op.   Now crack that whip!  

Do you ever feel like Jack Dawson after the Titanic hit her final iceberg and started down:   Not knowing what lies ahead…and determined to thwart the worst…; steadfast & real, trying to make heads or tails of the situation, moving always to higher ground, pissed but persevering, the arm of your most cherished firm in your grasp with room to spare for others in need of aid, always hopeful, always aiming for the sun, surviving all the way up to the stern rail, one of only the brightest few to witness the closing depths, the plunge, the end song moments alive, …only to ultimately freeze to death in a condescending sea…while a few venerated & maneuvering affluent drift to safety at the laden expense of we-the-people?