Does “Golden Age” refer to a time when planes keep crashing, eggs cost $10–15 a dozen, the U.S. is being booed and protested by all our allies, workers are losing their jobs, and Americans’ personal data is being rummaged through by unelected oligarchs and their strange crew of 20-something incels?

I wished I had this kind of determination on a random Thursday afternoon.

Remember in the movie “Aliens” when no one listened to the woman and then everyone died? That’s what the vibe feels like right now.