Have some sympathy, when it's your job to write a story about the 'end of the world' each and every day, its gets harder and harder to be creative.
They'd written about every conceivable possible scenario many years ago. Now there's simply nothing plausible left to write about. But at least fiction writers have full employment.
I think they have a contest every day to see who can write the most absurd mind numbing drivel. The winner gets a meat based banana.
I appreciate the elucidation from a distinguished long-time Freeper. These young fabelists do deserve our understanding and sympathy. As you say, they have a tough job.