Wendy is cheerful and fails to pronounce the letter "g" in "recognize." Her voice seems goosed by some unexplained external prod. Her topic is change readiness in the context of a wiggly environment few have yet pinned down. She advances one color slide with rounded font to the next, potentially to soothe and cool the emotions. Everybody's elbow room needs three or more dimensions, that we may coast forward as a collective. We approach our shared fate in the form of a concluding slide sans visual, save the letters "Q" and "A." 

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