I don’t think it is hyperbolic to say that we are in the midst of a slow-creeping cultural shift. You might be confused with my use of the phrase “slow-creeping.” Let me explain:
These changes that we are seeing may seem abrupt and swift, but they have been ongoing since at least 1776. Democracies, just like language and people, are living things, and they change over time. Sometimes those changes are chaotic and sometimes they are not noticeable. But changes are always in motion.
2020, just like 1920, is the year of change, and these changes are proving to be rather painful but necessary. And can we just say that there is something about the decade of the 20s that seems to signify radical change? This is true of the 1820s as well, which would see the planting of the seeds for the American Civil War.
There’s something about the 20s.
This year started off normal enough, if not a bit crazy, largely owing to the political—and by extension social—wreckage we currently find ourselves. Nevertheless, we were still making plans, setting new years resolutions, and doing the daily grind. Then there was Kobe (seems like a long time ago). Then there was Corona. Then there was George Floyd. I have to say, I am kind of anxious about what July will bring.
On a personal note, I am also going through changes. Because of the roller coaster of uncertainty that came with COVID-19, I went through my own little personal upheaval.
I began the year in Seattle, interviewing for a job. By February, I informally received the job. By March, a hiring freeze was instituted, and my job along with it. By April, I was able to get through the hiring freeze and get employed.
So, now I am moving across the country and away from my family. Big, big changes indeed.
Despite all of the craziness, we have to move the pieces of the wreckage out of our way and keep going.
Here’s to making it to the midpoint of the year and hoping for something better!