By the time I’ve had my coffee and gotten around to publishing this in the morning, your social media will already be awash in a sea of jingoism and glittery gifs. People will be asking, “where were you on September 11th, 2001?”

And everyone will be furiously pounding at their keyboards, answering the same question they’ve been answering for nineteen years, now. They’ll reminisce, as they always have, about every last…