Remember when you were a little kid playing “Monopoly” and there was that stage in the game where you one player owned nearly everything and you kept going through the motions even though it was absolutely hopeless for you to ever get any kind of a foothold on anything and with each turn you felt the urge more and more to overturn the whole fucking board and its contents onto the family dining room table out of maddening, wild frustration?

Something very familiar feeling about that phase right now for some reason.