“I recently relocated–with any luck, temporarily–to a sprawling metroplex of a city of almost seven million, within an even more massive state.
I’d believed I understood globalism and loss of identity. I thought I had made an uneasy peace with the reality of modernism and destruction of memory. I had no idea. Not only is there no regional culture here—one of common language, mores and manners–there is not even an American one.”