Have you ever watched the trail of ants moving things into their ant hill? There is a semi-orderly two-way path as nats march to the trash, pick up something, and then march back. This keeps going until the item has been used as much as possible, and then they look for something new.
But, sometimes, a stick falls across their path, a splash of water removes part of their trail, or a child steps on ants on the path. Well, for a few moments, there is ant mayhem. Ants run around like, well, ants. There is much confusion and probably a lot of ant cursing until they find a way back across, around, or under until they find the trail on the other side.
Once they find the path, the parade of ants continues, but with this new change, everything settles back down. Nothing really changed, but it seemed massive at the time.
It's an analogy.
Imagine people in the United States as those ants. And we see a dumpster fire in our little ant progression, and we all carry tiny pails of water to put it out. The water won't change much, but it does make us feel like we are putting out the dumpster fire. (Forget for the moment that there are other ants "accidentally" knocking our pail of water off.)
And then some sadistic child comes and uses a magnifying glass to burn some ants. Well, we think, that was bad luck, but we still go on.
Then, the sadistic child wipes out our little trail to the dumpster fire with his shoe and laughs. For a few moments, there is ant pandemonium until the little kid laughs, skips off to find a new shiny toy, and we ants find our path back. Ignoring what just happened.
Up next, sadistic little kid pees on new ant trail.
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