(2004-01-~21): The Beginning of an Existential Polymetacrisis.

The timing felt like more than coincidence. It was January 2004, and we were all still reeling from a world where the unthinkable had become routine. First the twin towers fell, three years earlier, shattering our illusions of safety. That wonderful childhood of the 90's. Then we learned that our most trusted, formerly most venerated healers, could be killers. What other foundations, other unknown naiveties, were crumbling beneath our feet while we went through the motions of normal life?