So dark the inferno of a human mind

A long time ago… people used simply to drop things from time to time. But nowadays we have physicists to inform us of the laws of gravity by which objects fall; philosophers to doubt wherther are really any discrete objects to be dropped at all; sociologists to explain how all this dropping is really the consequence of urban pressures; psychologists to suggest that we are really trying to drop our parents; poets to write about how all this dropping is symbolic of death; and critics to argue that it is a sign of the poets’ castration anxiety.

Now dropping can never be the same again. We can never return to the happy garden where we simply walked around dropping things all day without a care in the world.