Its a sad July 4th. For the first time I can remember, not a time of celebration. We used to celebrate Walter Isaacson’s biography of Ben Franklin, or perhaps David McColough on john adams. Thats us we’d exclaim! Today we are urged to read about Roy Cohn to better understand Trump’s authoritarian ways. We used to celebrate that good ‘ol American openness, science, curiosity, learning, the melting pot, and progress, always progress. Today we ask, “is that still us?” Is this an interregnum of American excellence and exceptionalism, or has the torch been snatched from a new generation? Its a liminal moment. And more fragile than we ever might have expected.