Out, Out Brief Candle

Rumors, scenarios, and salary caps,
Creep in this petty space from day to day
To the last syllable of February 18th, 2010,
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Rumor's are but a walking shadow, a poor player
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage
And then is heard no more: it is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.

--Macbeth's soliloquy in act 5, scene 5 of William Shakespeare's Macbeth