Ten years ago, I was a Seattle-based journalist reporting on Amanda Knox’s homecoming for Reuters among a bewildering throng of screaming Italian and British paparazzi. Covering her story, and as a Third Culture Kid with family and friends on both sides of the pond, was the first time it truly hit home for me that people can see exactly the same thing and come to wildly different conclusions. Even more so when our interpretations are steeped in implicit biases, based on personal experiences and cultural norms.
I felt a strong sense of déjà vu this past week, as Meghan Markle’s mere presence at the funeral events for Queen Elizabeth II filled up my Twitter feed with a frenzied dichotomy of veneration and vitriol.
