Your bitter sarcasm is entirely justifiable. But while we are collectively fucked—there’s no escaping that—individually, we still have options. Let the super-rich build their underground pleasure domes! They will soon find out that, as Bob Dylan put it, “all the money you made will never buy back your souls”—especially when hyperinflation renders all those zeros in their bank accounts to be worth exactly zero, and their servants turn on them and eat them for breakfast! For the rest of us, my best advice is to grow gardens, grow community, and grow awareness—for as long as we can.