We are marking the 50th anniversary of the historic Apollo 11 moon landing. I suppose anything that has occurred could be considered part of history and therefore “historic” but the term is typically saved for those moments that are worthy of notice, conversation, celebration or shame.
Certainly, we are celebrating an American achievement of landing on the moon. It is no accident that America was the country that landed on the moon. We were united, optimistic and free.
When looking back, it is sometimes easy to define eras. We pick a moment where everything after seemed different than it had been. Of course, real life flows seamlessly but in hindsight things look more like sharp turns and demarcations. But the moon landing was a moment that’s especially easy to point to.
But what are we celebrating? Or more pointedly, who are we celebrating? I look at those famous photos and I wonder if we are those people anymore.