My mother-in-law pointed at the door during New Year’s dinner and snapped, **“If you don’t like my rules, get out!”** – Welcome

quality of a crowd touched by something unexpected. The footage was steady and unedited, four minutes of a real thing that had happened in a real room, and it was beautiful in the way that unedited real things sometimes are, without any of the smoothing that makes moments more palatable and less true.

Someone shared it. Then someone else did. Within continue reading …