There is an Ocean wave gathering strength, filled with ominous portent, set to come crashing before us. It began with Ferguson, but it’s always been there, only now it’s gained the weight and heft of a Death Star, a collection of all the AR-15 bullets fired in a year of mass shootings. It is Albrecht Durer’s “The Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse” come to life during the pandemic, with its resisters at the Women’s March, at Gun Control protests, at Black Lives Matter Rallies, and in the demonstrations at the Supreme Court regarding the repeal of Roe v. Wade. It is there in the windows of Kiev’s stores – the three graces and the sweet dreams of brides everywhere – under attack, besieged by gunfire. It is a whole world turned inside out and a year’s worth of New York Times stacked high.