The world is going to hell

It must be. Everything is going wrong lately and it must mean that the end is near. I'm in disbelief over all the miscommunication, mistakes and oversights that I've dealt with lately. I have to reason that something is terribly amiss with the world because there can't be that many imbeciles in the small circle in which I operate. I was being kind when I referred to the miscommunication, mistakes and oversights; these people are just plain retarded. Harsh? Yes. Judgmental? Okay. Totally un-PC? You betcha. But really there's no other word that is more appropriate. Unless it's worse. Maybe these people know exactly what they're doing and they just don't care. Is it possible that the man at the medical equipment company and the woman at the insurance company don't care if my son gets his new wheelchair? Could it be that the pharmacy and the insurance company (again) have no concern whether or not Sam receives his Pediasure, his main source of nutrition? And possibly the woman at Jackson's school who (mis)organized the holiday toy catalog orders to raise funds for the school is callous to the notion that many of the kids at school will not have their Christmas presents on Christmas morning. I don't know. Stupid or apathetic. The world is going to hell either way.