People all over the world — in Darfur and Cleveland, Paris and Jakarta — are suffering. They're angry and disaffected, lost and staring at TV screens or podiums dominated by religious zealots. There's a thought somewhere in their unconsciousness, a word waiting to be spoken.
This is what I am remembering when I think about that hot summer. I am remembering a future that will be forgotten before we know it has happened.
August 9 2005, 20:27:48 UTC 6 years ago