The life or death of America as we know it is being decided this week. No, seriously. That’s actually true of every election, but this one…this one worries me more than any since 1984, which was the year I started thinking about the future as a globally broken, war-torn regressive era. For years many friends have insisted I’m wrong and alarmist about the potentially fatal damage of apathy. I’m not wrong. Grr. Arrgh.