Now and then some little thing happens that reminds me that I’m living in a whole different kind of world than the one I grew up in. This can go either way, good or bad. Hey, no segregation, but mass disparate incarceration enriching a privatized prison system. Hey, no weekly air raid tests and no drop and cover, but terrorism.
So I never think that the way things were was better, only different. I ask how it got different and what does it mean.