Context as a refuge from clarity
What does remembrance look like when the cameras arrive? Who lights the candles, who lays the wreaths, who recites the adjectives on cue? The West has turned grief into a choreography that rarely falters. Yet…
Context as a refuge from clarity
What does remembrance look like when the cameras arrive? Who lights the candles, who lays the wreaths, who recites the adjectives on cue? The West has turned grief into a choreography that rarely falters. Yet…