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“But I don’t want to go among mad people," Alice remarked.
"Oh, you can’t help that," said the Cat: "we’re all mad here. I’m mad. You’re mad."
"How do you know I’m mad?" said Alice.
"You must be," said the Cat, "or you wouldn’t have come here.”
It's all gone wrong, it's all falling apart before our eyes. Be it a product of my growing age or the result of my years serving the human race, my cynicism starts making more sense with each passing day.
We have been witness to things that defy all logic and expectation. We've stood on the brink of destruction so many times that it's become boring. We've not only stared into the abyss, we've tamed it.
And yet, when I look at the world outside this Foundation, I feel no sense of pride or accomplishment. Instead I see a growing divide, people no longer believe in each other. People no longer believe in themselves.
I ask myself and by extension all of you a simple question: "Is it still worth it?". Our Foundation's purpose has always been to guard humanity against the extremes of reality. I, however, no longer feel like this is enough. We cannot longer trust in the appointed powers to guide the human race in the right direction.
We, as a species, are at a crossroads between an infinite amount of paths and we lack the sense of direction needed to get us on the right track. Instead we fumble about and our progress stagnates. Modern society has started to cannibalize itself in a vain attempt to recapture the glory of the old days.
To answer my own question: no, it isn't worth it anymore. I feel more at home between the reality-benders and the eldritch horrors than I do out there in the world.
Consider this my resignation from my duties to the Foundation.
Sincerely,
Dr.
