I'll sing it so softly it'll do no one wrong

Why yes, she says quietly in case anyone's listening. Yes, this is exactly what the 60's felt like. And yes, the betrayals came thick and fast back then, but when you're young there's several centuries separating 1960 from 1963, and 1965 from 1967, and 1968 from 1970, which is when it all ended anyway. There was even a decade or two between 1967 and 1968, which I can now scarce credit. It was new and it was exciting and it had never been done before: which is sort of like now.

My icon reminds me I must reread Night Watch.