Have we ever been more emotionally volatile, more in thrall to our sensations than now? We had become used to viewing all our neuroses as crises; now a genuine crisis was upon us, it was a cataclysm. Atheist or believer, we have in the last decade been primed for an end-time of sorts, with a stock of latent fears ready and waiting. Suddenly, all of those fears had an outlet.Tim Adams contemplates the new Age of Anxiety.
Some of us remember recessions past, and how (twice at least) the world resumed turning soon afterwards. We recall how unpleasant they were. But we can't quite remember such doleful delight over our shared descent into plight, the chorus of utter despair that (traced back to root motivations) was designed to bring sympathy, respect, cash hand-outs and political advantage in bountiful measure.I think it's partly that this is the first blog-era recession. News is supposed to be emotional and opinionated now. So faced with an event whose historical magnitude could even exceed that of Britney Spears cutting her hair off, what is there to do but descend into utter panic and despair?
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