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A pandemic diary: Watching and waiting

August 7, 2020 As you might know, Michelle Obama has said she’s dealing with low-level depression over the pandemic, racial strife, and the Trump administration. She's far from alone: more than a third of us are believed to be suffering from mental distress, but numbers are abstract, impersonal. It's different when it's you and me.… Continue reading A pandemic diary: Watching and waiting

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A pandemic diary: Now it’s personal

August 4, 2020 In less than 24 hours last week I learned that two friends have the virus, one in a hospital, the other recovering at home. I worry about these good people and can't do much for them except hope. I knew it was only a matter of time before the monster struck inside… Continue reading A pandemic diary: Now it’s personal

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A pandemic diary: Sex and violence and then some

July 29, 2020 Six feet apart beats six feet under. Apart: Good. Under: BAD. Repeat until you're saying it in your sleep. Want to liven up a Zoom call? Say, “Raise your hand if you’re wearing pants!” Those who reject masks, vaccines, and science should be required to wear tinfoil on their heads at all… Continue reading A pandemic diary: Sex and violence and then some

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A pandemic diary: Falling dominoes

July 22, 2020 My shoulder hurts again. Dammit. It’ll be fine for several days, then stab me with no warning. This time, all I did was reach around to scratch my other shoulder, and it pulled too much or stretched too far. The pain flares out from the joint, up the side of my neck,… Continue reading A pandemic diary: Falling dominoes

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A pandemic diary: New nightmares and old memories

July 17, 2020 So far, the flood of new cases hasn't affected the way my wife and I live. We wash our hands religiously (not just at Christmas and Easter), stay home for days on end, and when we go out we wear masks, like we have all along. We're sure as hell not letting… Continue reading A pandemic diary: New nightmares and old memories

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A pandemic diary: Independence

July 7, 2020 You had the perfect Fourth. Everything was great – the beach, the weather, the fireworks, and most of all, just hanging out and being normal again. You’d almost gotten used to the six-foot bullshit, and the mask when you absolutely had to, but no more. From now on you're free. Just like… Continue reading A pandemic diary: Independence

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A pandemic diary: Take me to your leader (if you can find one)

June 30, 2020 I hope everyone who reads this wears a mask, but if you don't mind looking a bit like a '50s sci-fi spaceman, there's another option: a face shield. I've been giving one a shakedown cruise for the last few weeks and plan to stick with it. I decided to try it because… Continue reading A pandemic diary: Take me to your leader (if you can find one)

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A pandemic diary: I didn’t say I told you so, but…

June 17, 2020 Because my wife and I used to own a beach home in Florida, I'm keeping a close and worried watch on the pandemic there, especially the deluge that started when the state reopened. Doctors, scientists, everyone with a few active brain cells warned it was too soon. Now they're setting records for… Continue reading A pandemic diary: I didn’t say I told you so, but…

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A pandemic diary: The view from the cheap seats

June 7, 2020 Back in 1974, during the first impeachment crisis of the modern era, I rode a bus all night from Ann Arbor, Michigan to Washington. We arrived just as the sun rose over the National Mall, where many thousands of us gathered to demand that President Nixon be thrown out of office. Several… Continue reading A pandemic diary: The view from the cheap seats

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A pandemic diary: Back pages

May 27, 2020 No matter how hard I try to stay positive, the world keeps finding ways to dampen my spirits. The other day, I realized I was driving myself crazier by reading too much and too often about the state of things. So I picked up what I thought was a covid-free alternative: the… Continue reading A pandemic diary: Back pages