Turning and turning in the widening gyre The falcon cannot hear the falconer;Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere The ceremony of innocence is drowned;The best lack all conviction, while the worst Are full of passionate intensity.

The clarity of covering up forensic evidence is far from clear. It's the middle of a war, putting medical resources into doing some kind of "Quincy M.D." effort on hundreds of bodies, instead of saving the lives of injured men, women and children, makes a no sense to me.