When I was in middle school and high school I was a self-identified atheist after having watched YouTube videos about it online. My parents raised me in a rather atheistic fashion and my mother encouraged my newfound position by providing me with propaganda books such as The End of Faith by Sam Harris as well as all of the most significant works by Christopher Hitchens and Richard Dawkins.

The sense of being out of time is familiar to a lot of young men in these circles. Indeed, it has almost entered our mimetic bloodstream. ‘Born too late to see x, born too early to see y’ is a relatively common format for laments about modernity, to say nothing of the frequent refrains of ‘remember what they took from us’ and ‘we are living in the ruins of a superior civilisation.’