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“In 1968 dread was the currency. It was what kept you up all night, and not just the night Bobby Kennedy was shot... Dread was why every day could feel like a trap. (...) The feeling that the country was coming apart – that, for what looked and felt like a casually genocidal war in Vietnam, the country had commited crimes so great they could not be paid, that the country deserved to live out its time in its own ruins – was so visceral that the presidential election felt like a sideshow.