Have you noticed how everyone is telling tales of great changes lately? From the end of the world to a dawn of enlightenment? What is with the need to see portents in everything– are we so unhappy in our own lives we must peer elsewhere and see signs in the ether? Global narcissism? A need for some thing greater– mass existential angst? Or is this another 50 year cycle…. and I’m the one looking for a sign in a portent in a mystery?