They planned for everything, except memory. Now the lights are on, the receipts are out, and the reckoning has begun.
Two weeks to flatten the curve became four years to flatten the culture—and we're still taking the shots they prescribed.
They promised boring, moderate, a return to before-times—and left us asking: if the ballot didn't carry this freight, who packed the cargo?
A cultural-medical mashup: from celebrity denim to genetic destiny, why our systems can't stop blurring spectacle and science.