Nathan Hansen's column: Something fishy in the air
We’re a culture that loves superlatives. Maybe more than we love anything else ever.
We label up-and-coming basketball stars the next Michael Jordan while they’re still in high school and declare athletic events instant classics just because neither team embarrassed itself. Stores offer once-in-a-lifetime deals nearly every other week, and people Instagram their meals as if running an image of your shrimp linguini through a filter immediately makes it fine art.