I just got a frightened text message from a friend who read my last post, and asked me to convince his teenager both to take coronavirus more seriously, and to be more rigorous about social distancing. He’s one of a small handful of people to have expressed horror at that post, either on Facebook or offline.
This is the article that did it for him:
Italy suffered its worst day of the coronavirus outbreak Tuesday, recording 475 deaths. The epicenter of the pandemic in Europe, Italy is further along an infection curve other countries in the west appear to be following, and its healthcare system has buckled under the weight of 35,000 cases.
I agreed to do it. He thanks me for being “Dial-a-Philosopher.”
You know this country has gone to shit when a perfectly competent parent calls a childless philosopher (who would have been an incompetent parent if he’d been one at all) to talk epidemiology with his kid. Worse still when the philosopher in question agrees to do it pro bono. But that’s where we are. You work with what you have.