...plans and theories and contingencies, the sun burped out whatever was causing the discomfort and dimmed back to its former brightness, and you could hear the entire planet sigh with relief.
    Except the astronomers, who were running around in circles—well, elliptical orbits—yelling “what the fuck?” And except the government, who huffed and puffed and press-conferenced and assured everyone that the situation was firmly under control and that there was no need for panic, which is pretty much exactly when you know you’d better get to panicking.
    News was back up in a couple of days; some satellites still worked, and most cable and broadcast worked locally after whatever needed replacing was replaced. Or so I read. I don’t have a TV. The internet woke back up, but stayed groggy. Or so I read. My connection was always slow, so it didn’t make much difference. Small sites were hit-and-miss, but most big ones...