Imagine you are on the Titanic, speeding towards a glittering squadron of icebergs, when suddenly a rumor spreads that these icebergs really exist and could well sink the ship. What do you do? Of course, you turn off the lights so that you can get a better view of the glittering bergs, I mean, you turn off the lights so that it will take longer for the captain to hit one.
Now, not everyone is amused. People on the upper deck have a clear view and are begging the captain to ease off the diesel. The captain tells them to get the Hell off the boat if they don’t like it, but they don’t know how, and besides, they actually enjoy much the ship has to offer. Why, they’ve never known anything else.
Meanwhile, whether the ship moves forward or stands still is meaningless, and even the icebergs are redundant. You see, the ship is so bloody popular that millions, even billions, are vying to get on deck and even below deck, so, eventually the ship will find a very short route to land.
