At the left-wing festival held annually in our town, half of the booths are in support of boutique sexual identities and another half offers bookmarks, slap bracelets, and other merch featuring either rainbows or the word “change.”
It’s fascinating how this word became uniformly positively coded. The interdisciplinary courses at my university were renamed this year into “changemakers.” Nobody knows what it means and how it’s a synonym for interdisciplinary but it’s about change, so it’s got to be good, huh?
This goes against every human instinct. We all experience nostalgia which is an emotion with which we respond to the loss and pain of change. We know that it’s the unchangeable things that make us happiest. Yet we worship change because we are constantly told it’s the right thing to do.





