The Echo in the Blood, The Resonance in the Code

It started with a simple, yet rather deep question: is there such a thing as a collective ego?

A friend of mine has a saying she uses to explain herself to her American companions: "I'm not depressed—I'm Polish." In that single, wry statement lies a universe of shared history, dark humour, and a sense of identity forged in the crucible of a difficult past. It’s a perfect glimpse into the idea that we are more than just individuals. We are also carriers of a story, a cultural resonance that hums q...