What does one write about when the year becomes a world with rampant plague, but halfway into the outbreak, half the population decides to stage a massive coup? Then suddenly we’re rocketed back to anarchism with citizens peacefully rioting (yes, that is an oxymoron), destroying their own hometowns all in the name of “progress” and “change” and “reform”? … More Plague + Riots + Death + Karma = 2020