The dystopian present (and possibly future) brought about by the unchecked rancor and fear-mongering combined with rampant disinformation and religious fervor that dominates the current socio-political arena.
Rick Perry's throwing his hat into the ring is a sure sign that we're living in the Teapocalypse.
The period after Christmas (and usually New Year's) when the sight of felled former firs, pines, and the like can be found strewn at the base of suburban driveways or urban curbs. A sad time.