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To Be a Man: Space, Silence, and a 21-Gun Salute for My Grandfather :: James Reeves “In the middle of the desert at the far edge of a line of thundering sprawl, I saw a gigantic red blinking sign telling me to like Walgreens on Facebook. I hit the brakes and cut the ignition. Maybe this was the scenic viewpoint I’d been looking for. Amid the silence of a vast desert I was being asked to like Walgreens. I watched the sign blink for a while, then started the engine. How do you become a dignified man in America?”

To Be a Man: Space, Silence, and a 21-Gun Salute for My Grandfather :: James Reeves

“In the middle of the desert at the far edge of a line of thundering sprawl, I saw a gigantic red blinking sign telling me to like Walgreens on Facebook. I hit the brakes and cut the ignition. Maybe this was the scenic viewpoint I’d been looking for. Amid the silence of a vast desert I was being asked to like Walgreens. I watched the sign blink for a while, then started the engine. How do you become a dignified man in America?”