The isolation of whole communities, behind walls of barbed wire and heaving ocean, has become the most effective means of severing the bonds of solidarity that should naturally form between all the citizens of the world.

Ramsay is long gone, but through the medium of his money he still bends the world to his will, brushing aside the concerns of perennially underpaid and overworked researchers in blind, vindictive pursuit of his foundation’s obsolete agenda, wrapping his rotting hands around the neck of modern thought and trying to drag it down with him into the stinking grave of a past that never was.