‘Awesome,’ I said in that peculiar way, I knew, our generation had of finding that everything either “sucked” or was “awesome.” We used ‘awesome’ the way the British used ‘brilliant’: for anything at all. Perhaps, as with the British, it was a kind of antidepressant: inflated rhetoric to keep the sorry truth at bay.

Lorrie Moore’s A Gate at the Stairs, 2009

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