What if we had another 9/11, and nothing happened? Living in New York City, the one fantasy sport that everybody plays is real estate; we all like to imagine what it would be like to be able to afford to buy a place. And sometime over the last year
Honestly, that thought doesn’t depress me (though I understand why for so many, it will). It’s simply the work in front of us, the task we have to do. I don’t feel hopeless because there’s no point to feeling hopeless. We simply have to build a world that keeps working while the one that we have today starts to disappear.