ether+nick

Now that I am Old, I find myself dwelling on key junctures from my life. It's not nostalgia ("Nostalgia is a toxic impulse" - J. Hodgman) - rather, it's an attempt to figure out how I got here ("My god! What have I done?" - D. Byrne), and also, how the *world* got this way.

There's one incident I return to a lot, a moment that didn't feel momentous at the time, but which, on reflection, seems to have a lot to say about *this* moment - both for me, and for the world we live in.

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