Memory is quite central for me. Part of it is that I like the actual texture of writing through memory.
In an age robbed of religious symbols, going to the shops replaces going to the church. We have a free choice, but at a price. We can win experience, but never achieve innocence. Marx knew that the epic activities of the modern world involve not lance and sword but dry goods.
This war is like an actress who is getting old. It is less and less photogenic and more and more dangerous.