when the grammy's are announced and katy perry feels so two years ago

so much of (post)modern life is spent trying to convince ourselves that things are new and exciting, every second of every day. with so many things happening at once, 365 days of distance often feels like 365 years of accomplishment, but is traversed as quickly as one forgets yesterday's pop song. numbingly spectacular, immediately gratifying, without any sense of temporal rootedness (maybe constancy is a less masculine-oriented word) - this is our generation.