The apocalypse I had been expecting, as I had been told in countless bible stories and schlocky action movies, was dramatic - or if it wasn’t dramatic, it was at least defined.  It had a clear beginning - an asteroid striking the Earth, plagues of locusts - and a clear end - a hero saving the day, or a towering inferno that roasted all of humanity.  What I had instead was the worst thing - it was boring.  Every day droned into the next, and the ambient level of pressure grew so slowly its advancement was indistinguishable.  That’s the space that inspired the song “Big Black Ocean Liner”.

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