A Sense of Endings and Beginnings
Changing how we think, one person at a time is perhaps the only thing we can hope for. After years of disengagement, the enforced quiet may help us find the disquiet that we conveniently shelved. Our political selves, exiled for economic interests, may use this moment to resurrect, if not in the rage directed at bungling governments then at least just out of sheer boredom. In this festival of endings, that may be the only thing we can begin.