The Center Will Not Hold

Yeats got it right-- the center will not hold. We are falling apart and know it not: what succor will there be for the blind? So evil plays out in furtive hit and run, slaughtering a movie theater, killing nine in a church, rampaging through a kindergarten--but their spirits are released to a world devoid of evil, hate, while their killers have sadly murdered their own souls, damning them to a black tormented darkness for God knows how long.