Feelings Don’t Care About Your Facts


When I was a teenager, I thought the 50s sounded dystopian.

The idea of everyone living in a white-picket-fence suburb, siloed off into their little nuclear family units (and unable to step outside of their role without getting shunned, fired, and punished) struck me as something close to living death. (Of course, that’s not how the decade actually was, any more than most people spent the 60s…