All our written history will be washed away like a car key down the toilet. All the monuments we wrangled over will be forgotten, all our lore and data. All our pizza. All those sports games. All that music. All those warnings from the past we never heeded. Gone, carried by currents off into oblivion, worthless jetsam. This paltry satirical Jeremiad will be gone, at first soggy, then dissolved or nibbled by herring.

In a Moment of Truth, Jeff Dorchen watches the tides of our future world come in, and over, our dumb landlocked bodies - swallowing our families, soggying our tacos, smearing our newspapers - and offering us nothing we won't get used to in the same way we get used to all the other calamities floating around us every day.

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