GAY BARWhy We Went OutBy Jeremy Atherton Lin History, as it is taught, is a straight line of dominoes falling — the relentless clack of fact hitting fact, an orderly queue of causality stretching on forever.
History, as it is lived, is a reeling spiral of flight and return; the iterative reawakening of new selves in familiar places; a never-ending interrogation of our own confused and confusing motives; a messy slather of dots on a graph where the center can be plotted only retrospectively.