The news coverage of the coronavirus has been a slow enough crescendo that somehow it’s not surprising that nearly every event or gathering we were planning to attend has now been cancelled, including travel to work next week, Ray Gorga’s 100th birthday party, the AA half marathon, the film festival, the Caribou concert at St. Andrews, even our public schools. Flying back through Philadelphia International airport last night was really great though, and I’d love to experience other places now empty of people. But instead I’ll take walks around the house and enjoy the company of Nabs and Andi while the contagion does its work around the globe. Go get ‘em covid. They’re the ones taking special advantage in social situations out of an entrenched sense of entitlement that immunized them from the complaints of others.
