This is my anniversary of feeling like key illusions in the world had irreparably burst.

I'll sit somewhere today with a coffee and take some time to remember the way all our ignorance, arrogance, and arbitrary standards for who and what matters came to bear on our reactions to the panic of those first weeks of armchair commentary and mass flight.

We would forget it all again soon, and slip back to myths that give our cultures the benefit of the doubt.

But the ugly chaos, I won't ever forget.