... to know very much at all. What we have are glimpses. We do have themes, big ones at that. The themes are fear, fragility, revenge, insecurity, a strange joining of the majority of the world, finding ourselves in places from which we thought Americans were exempt. Woody Guthrie might well have the last word. When he sings of "Songs of generations singing in my veins," we know that remarkable unity that we now have, with the rest of the world but also with each other. We were the people who became one because ...
