it stays unpredictable and beautiful

There's no lock on the Napoleon syndromish gnomes guarding the gold and wearing Freudian wardrobes.
They rock and roll in the the astral planes of power.
In the media they come across as ghosts disobeying the laws of linguistics.
They rely heavily on clerks in the dark to keep the infrastructure shaking with the early signs of Parkinson's.

The pollsters in play to massage the the numbers with the message that its all about to crumble if the depraved are not punished with poverty.
And finally the structural stranglers(brought in from Boston) appear like axmen of old,
as the ugly evil necessary to maintain the integrity of the pleasant gathering places where gorging on cornucopia is kept within a rigid statistical percentage.

Into this biopolar world( getting more bi and more polar by the minute)
are entered (usually online) mythical agendas and
and mind-boggling logical propositions to mop up the mess.
Everybody spouting various cultural interpretations of Amen.

From time to time the leaders, on make shift stages like the gallows you might see on a Clint Eastwood set,
ask the gathered extras, You understand?
But what is understood is not the issue.
The crucial variant is whether the gathered are half full or half empty ---of fear.
The most educated have picked at it with scientific method for umpteen generations,
devising applications with tough love components based upon the early research on your basic caveman club.

None the less there is reason for some optimism.
Like wild and beautiful weeds, energy seeps out of this system.
Despite the defoliants and the fact bashing technocrats,
from the deeps of the Earth and the ends of the universe it stays unpredictable and beautiful.