DroneBee Gazette Presents: : damn, delightful dopamine-discharge...

This book will give you a delightful, dopamine-discharge... the key is humility...Dangled above the rum bottles, the exhausted television shone through the haze of cigar smoke. Behind the smoke-screen played another friggin' History Channel-esque, over-dramatized documentary about the upcoming END OF THE WORLD. It was the summer of '99 and the gloom loomed over the patrons. Y2K was nearing, the media frantically spreading the alarm (consequently raising ratings). Once again, We The People, were duped. The anxiety had spread throughout the country, the fear becoming a dense cloud. It absorbed into our minds through osmosis. For the desperate, ignorant, poor and the lonely, there was substantial evidence that the world was in fact coming to an end, and these were going to be the last and, final, days of summer. One only had to read the Rosebud Gazette, "40 freshmen caught...town to be labeled an epidemic..." to assume that their debilitating dread was well warranted