Existential Dread Defines Our Society

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I grew up in the 70s, which means that I had a lot of free time because daytime TV sucked. Also, my momma didn’t pay real close attention to what I did, so I could be out of the house and half way across town after feeding myself a bowl of not-terribly-nutritious cereal, because the only meal my mother ever fixed was dinner. This feral existence was firmly established by the time I was four.

We moved around a fair bit because my dad was in the army. It was a good fit for him because he…