the title is whack but i don't care about titles, sorry, but it's not misleading. The world ended in the 50's. The Gandhi's of the world are now on Facebook eight hours a day, the Martin Luther King's are playing Call of Duty, and the Mother Teresa's are sucking dick for $50 bags of coke. They don't make 'em like they used to. My 100 year old upright piano still plays, even if I have to tune it, but my 2000 electric Yamaha short circuited, the Torah has survived 5,000 years through the Bible and Qur'an, but David, Jesus, and Mohammad are generals of opposing armies. And I'm not better smoking pot and sitting idle waiting for the world to change, and I always hated that John Meyers song, because people only wait on change because they wont do it themselves; I used to hate hating. The world ended the dawn of man-kind. "The World." Physically the Earth, but intellectually, there are more than six-billion worlds; one for each of us. Are we drunk enough yet, are our bellies full, have the gladiators brought our attention away from the burning city and stopped the revolt? Are we drunk enough yet, are our wallets full, have the terrorist and celebrities brought our attention away from then governments failures, or should I say success in keeping us stupid and entertained? We've substituted Malcom X for Lil' Wayne, we've substituted God for Steve Jobs, because the Lord knows more of us would talk to the Lord more often if the Lord had Facebook and unlimited texting.