Nowadays, with no mass movements taking place anywhere close, y'know what's the toughest thing to do? Sitting quietly. Try it. Since thinking is passé, nobody sits down for the heck of it. It's only in a local train that people are prepared for bloodshed to get those few inches to settle their god-knows-tired-of-what butt. Outside, it's the electronic devices—be it TV or PC or smartphone or tablet—that forces us to settle down. Inside, when you stub onto a furniture or bang your head into the wall, you sit and think "WHY THE FUCK DID THAT HAPPEN TO ME!" with no conclusive answers. We are evolving and with the rise of the spine, its gradual decline is imminent as well. Let's hope it's for the better.