Tracing the apocalypse back to its tipping point.
I wish there had been a war, a plague or some new, grand Chernobyl. Something we could point to and say, “That’s it. That’s what killed the world.” But it wasn’t like that.
This is a short one.
What Happened: It’s kinda funny, but told with a sigh: A fender bender makes somebody miss a meeting, making somebody not send some fax, and on and on until, yep, everything falls apart. Kinda like the riot in Police Academy.