Running for Your Life: Hey, Nostalgia, Been Nice Knowing You

M and I have been enjoying the FX series, “The Americans.”

I can’t help but feel nostalgic. Watching how the producers recreate the early ’80s, at the dawn of the information superhighway, that to protect themselves, a broken system of patronage and slough, Russian spies infiltrated science hubs in order to inform “the center” of what would be possible in terms of military – invasion, insurrection or both – actions to address the most worst outcome of a Reagan-led (read: Big American-owned business) attack on adversaries in foreign lands (aka despotic prisons of no hope).

It makes me wonder.

Will each generation be cheered by the nostalgia of a past era?

Don’t we equate nostalgia with what we would call simpler times?

Nostalgia for me glows most in the first decades of my human awareness, the ’60s and ’70s.

I wonder how my daughter K will look back at her nostalgia time, the’90s and ’00s.

I sense favorably in the ’90s, the days before the ubiquitous pocket computers. But the ’00s, post 9/11?

Ten years after 9/11 there was Occupy Wall Street.

She wasn’t an Occupant, but she was raised and schooled to question authority.

Will she be nostalgic about Occupy?

How about children born in 2018?

Will my grand-niece and grand-niece be nostalgic about the 2020s, the 2030s?

Is nostalgia not something that like novels will be written about as something that can be killed?

If so, who do we charge for its murder?

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