when we finally see the positive effects of those environmental laws we have, and yet intense lobbying to trim them back is in full session, when everyone in Washington seems hopelessly out of touch, but the only real organized effort to deal with this stops at bashing windows out of Starbucks--it's just much more hip to wear cool outfits and listen to cool music and reject the system and marginalize oneself than it is to change anything. In my life, a lot of sea changes have happened--the shooting of Kennedy, Kennedy and King, the moon walk, the Nixon resignation, the Berlin Wall falling, Tianamen Square, the Gulf War, 9/11...but this moment in history feels very dynamic, very unpredictable. I'm not much of a gloom and doomer, and my life is happy now.
But what an odd time.