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...

In the Time of Coronavirus: Seattle, 3/15/20

I have several essay-type things I want to write for this diary, but those will have to wait, as new developments continue to crash down upon us in real time. Guardian live feed headline this morning: “Italy death toll up by 368 as flight bans and lockdowns increase...

In the Time of Coronavirus: Seattle, 3/13/20

The Guardian this morning [March 13] has the perfect banner headline: “Unprepared America wakes up to coronavirus, gradually then all at once.” Ed Pilkington is a veteran British journo, now New York-based chief U.S. correspondent for a Guardian that has morphed...

In the Time of Coronavirus: Seattle, 3/11/20

Last night I found myself pondering the melancholy truth that real life is a picaresque narrative, not a plotted one, and that we – whether individually or collectively – never really circle back to where we started. This is not an original observation on my part, but...