Abandoning solo thought

Ah, yes — the ’60s. That decade of seemingly massive yet fundamentally superficial change.

Yes, we took drugs (I didn’t inhale, exhale, imbibe, absorb or, indeed, undergo anything resembling a bodily function for the duration), and yes, we landed a man on the moon (though the legacy of Teflon wears increasingly thin), and yes, we marched in the streets (which, when all is said and done, is what streets were manifestly designed for).

But the only change of the ’60s that truly put a dint in the natural history of the planet

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