On Sunday 27th February 2022 I had a very standard Gen Z day. I sat in a vegan brunch house and contributed to a collective order of obscure juices and hipster garnish that felt like the punchline of a sketch. The weather was good, Covid finally felt like a memory, and there was a hint of Spring in the air — a sense of new beginnings.
Then, a couple of hours later, President Putin threatened nuclear war.
