Quoting Yeat's Russ Roberts explains almost exactly how I feel.

Quoting Yeat's

"Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
The best lack all conviction, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity"

Russ Roberts explains almost exactly how I feel.

Link to the full Yeat's poem