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. i can sort of understand it. i was born after vietnam, after watergate. but my whole childhood, these were the points of reference, the milestones used to justify choices or underpin arguments. they were totems, symbols, history. only history, not something real. and these days i spend a lot of time
, it's only a signifier, with none of the visceral evocations of memory. i remember how 9/11 smelled. i remember how my city smelled, for months. i can still look up at a clear blue sky with the slightest breeze in the air and imagine that morning, and remember when the wind shifted and the plume came...
https://anildash.com/2019/09/11/eighteen-is-history/