Ground Zero at the Imbroglio
The gif above fails to convey the magnitude of the epic catastrophe that is the inspiration for the drivel below. Behold the tale of ravage and ruin, desolation and disruption. Look upon these works, ye mighty, and despair: The old theater had hosted many a play. High drama and low comedy had pranced upon the well-worn boards. Tempers had often flared, on stage and off, and laughter had rattled through the rafters. Over the years the veteran hall had seen it all--or so we thought. It could not know--being a thing of wood and stone--and neither could we, the sentient beings and players upon her stage--that all the guns of World War I would soon commence to bray. It began with the lull that precedes the fray--the silence before the thunder. One walked away, sad and discontented, leaving the rest to wonder. A galaxy of wrath ensconced in feeble clay returned, fury and the human form full-blended. The opening barrage of the pitiless attack made peace of mind draw back. Invectiv...