It is Tuesday, April 7. Waking this morning, the mind clouded, a fog of mental disorientation, like glaucous light filtering through an aquarium, I reached over and snapped off the alarm on the clock radio. I believe I heard the opening notes of Dancing Queen by Abba coming from the speaker. At the conclusion…
It is Holy Week. Yesterday was Palm Sunday. In five days Good Friday, and then Easter Sunday. Given the siege of the covid-19 virus all houses of worship should be on hiatus, observing the social-distancing regime in order to save lives. That is not the case though as several mega church pastors have indicated…
So much has changed over the past two, three weeks. Social distancing is mandatory, the coronavirus is more contagious than anything that we’ve known is pushing New York City hospital doctors to exhaustion. We still do not have the testing resources that we need, are blind to the extent of the sickness. This morning…
Today is Saturday. I awakened and checked the news feed on my iphone. According to the New York Times, by executive order the President has stopped all shipments to foreign customers, of masks which could be used at home to fight the Covid-19 virus. Never mind that the Germans, the Canadians have already paid…
America and Americans have been able to do whatever we wanted — and gotten away with it. We spread our footprint over this continent, then our influence over the rest of the world — and have got away with it. Others have admired us for the range of our freedoms, how we’ve celebrated liberty,…
We are at the beginning of a hard time. My father’s generation knew the beginning of hard times when Pearl Harbor was attacked. They responded to the demands of those circumstances. They passed the test. We will know if we have passed our test in the months that are to come. One never knows…
This morning I drove to Geneva. Before the onset of the coronavirus, I used to travel the 10 minute drive to the Starbucks at the corner of 3rd and State Street. As a matter of habit I looked forward to beginning my day with an hour of writing. I learned the names of several…
In my early 20’s I lived for several years in Tokyo. One of my first memories of that very big city was a visit to a coffee shop. The place was small, just a few tables, as are most such places in big cities. Located below grade in a basement, it was dark, haze…
China has been much in the news. Over the past several weeks we have heard of the measures the Chinese government has taken to combat the spread of the covid-19 virus which emerged in Wuhan. The direct and severe restrictions on travel, and imposed confinement seems to have blunted the spread of the potentially…
These are unprecedented days. Nothing like this has come before in my memory. The science fiction writers have imagined stories of circumstances that massively threatened the survival of humanity, stories of microbes. Remember War of the Worlds by Orson Wells? As a kid I remember sneaking an illicit reading of the story from a…
