And if ever there was a time to play the national anthem, it’s then. It’s in this place where something new is being built, where people are united in one goal, with one voice, where the future is hard to make out but, yes, it’s there. We’re there. Better and more complicated. That’s the only country I can survive in. I don’t live in that country, but every day by existing, by speaking, by loving, by writing, I make a vow to get there, step-by-step. To knit together the pieces inside that don’t coalesce; to find a community that is generative, or, short of that, to make one; to see the future.
