How Do They Sleep When…

[My children] did not see the Trump era as any more aberrant than I had seen the Reagan era as a child of the 1980s. Decline was America’s natural trajectory, paved during their parents’ childhoods and passed down to their own. The president was a liar and no one had a steady job and the earth was on fire and it had never been otherwise. My children learned early that the world keeps turning as it burns.

They Knew: How a culture of conspiracy keeps America complacent, Sarah Kendzior


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