The summer before covid I was in a public park campaigning for Bernie. The vast majority of interactions we had were positive. Anyway, some chunky white Gen Xer came up to me while he was sucking down a vanilla ice cream cone and started ranting about how he was a chemist and climate change was fake. I remembered something Bill Nye said once, and asked this guy why Venus was hotter than Mercury, despite Venus being farther from the sun. (Answer: a shitload of C02 in the atmosphere.) The guy could not answer and soon left. The question clearly bothered him a great deal.
Obviously you have to take my word for all of this. I know it's also oozing with liberalism, but I mended many of my evil ways the following summer.
You're probably right. Memory's a nebulous enough thing when it's working at its peak, and every kind of stress seems to detract from it. I'm not 30 yet and I pull a
in the middle of a solid third of the things I say. Maybe it's not such a mystery