THOSE OF US BORN BEFORE 1990 or so know that travel didn’t always feel like it does now. It’s not as evident with ground transportation, but if you fly from any major airport in the US, or anytime you fly internationally, it’s as if everything has become charged. There’s this matrix of fear and blame and guilt that didn’t exist before. Some people read about what’s happened with the TSA, people getting their shit groped, and think “that’s it, I’m not flying anymore.” Others look at what’s happened and say, “We have [insert race / nationality / foreign policy here] to blame for this.”
It seems like travel has become almost a political act in itself.
The point of recounting then, isn’t about nostalgia or romanticism or hope that things will ever return the way they were. It’s about memory. The US has a short national memory. This is about fighting a little bit against forgetting.