In the Time of Coronavirus: Seattle, 3/23/20

In this diary’s first entry, on March 3, I recalled my experience as an eyewitness to the coup d’etat in Cambodia in early July 1997 and wrote that it taught me that “military takeovers take place in a country when civilian politics and institutions have broken down.”...

In the Time of Coronavirus: Seattle, 3/22/20

Today is Sunday. On Friday, despite his urgings, I decided not to leave the house to go for a walk with my friend Jeb. Jenny had an attack of worry about my health and safety, and so did I actually, and also I found myself just plain tired. So I stayed home and tilled...

In the Time of Coronavirus: Seattle, 3/20/20

My dad called me yesterday. “I just called you to check in, ’cause I don’t know what else to do,” he said when I called him back. “I mean, I called to check in. But I also don’t know what else to do.” My dad doesn’t need a lot of social interaction, but he’s feeling...

In the Time of Coronavirus: Seattle, 3/19/20

My friend Eveline Mueller-Graf is a driver for Metro KC, the King County agency that runs commuter bus routes in Seattle and close-in suburbs. She’s a percussionist, a member of the gang of independent musicians that constitutes my main group of personal friends in...

In the Time of Coronavirus: Seattle, 3/17/20

It feels as though global society tipped off a cliff at some point during the past 24-48 hours, with parts of California and all of France now locked down, states (including this one) and countries closing all bars and restaurants, the stock market seemingly in free...