Literary gunslinger Eugene S. Robinson lends his “one”-of-a-“kind” “perspective” to the possibility that like Doug Henning once suggested, “there is MAGIC” afoot. Specifically in what yawns before us: a clearing in the fog that’s surrounding the Heavyweight Lost Battalion only to reveal for the first time ever, a way out of total self-unaware insignificance. Who will make it out? And for how long? Questions hard to answer since we never thought they’d be asked. All of that and briefly: why Bellator needs to grow the f**k up.