Charlie Kirk’s Assassination Video Is the New Falling Man for a Social Media Age

<![CDATA[I was seventeen and watched on live television the second plane crash, the first tower fall, then the second. Everyone in that high school shuffled like zombies, in shock that melted into grief and suspicion. Those hallways had never been so quiet, I'm sure. By the time school was dismissed, we had done nothing productive (despite my algebra teacher's best efforts) outside of feeling feelings we didn't know we had.]]>