As his fist connected with the Neo-Nazi's jaw Jake wondered if what he was doing was ethically acceptable.

Marie stopped musing about her role as muse to her musician boyfriend, broke up with him and started her own band.

With all the grandiose ideas and deep thoughts I swore I had this was the best I could come up with.

The memory of a smile was all that was left.

This insatiable thirst for more drove us to the brink. 

In her heart, she knew she should rise above the partisan bickering, but submerging herself in the social media mire and muck from time to time to slug it out with trolls just felt too damn good.

The artists starved, the middle class slipped, the poor were preyed upon by wolves, and the bankers made bank, as they always did.