Atomic Number

Overconfident physicists will rearrange the particles of the atom. Dogs will go crazy when the mangled ghosts of those who died in the electric chair or the gas chamber or on the gallows come pounding on doors. Under ordinary circumstances, the bourgeoisie would just slip away, but their paths will be blocked by haphazardly piled bodies and body parts. The self-described “Christ of Siberia” will have eyes like piss holes in the snow. You will say with a tremble in your voice, “Alexa, what’s the news?” An army of emaciated, ravenous beggars will elect one of their own to rule.