Here is a sincerely modest proposal for promoting social distancing, at least in New Jersey: give us self-service gas. Please. New Jersey’s been debating this issue fruitlessly for years. Every other state has it. Even Jersey’s own gas stations want it at this point. And some towns are begging for it, as well. Now is the time, for God’s sake. Naturally, the state legislature and the station owners’ association want to relax the rules “for now,” so that they have the freedom to default back to business as usual when the pandemic passes. I guess we’ll have to fight that battle when we get to it. But let’s at least have self-serve now. Continue reading
Coronavirus Diary (42): Should the Parks Be Closed in Jersey?
Feel free to believe this or not, but just about everyone who knows me well–friends, wives, ex’s–knows of my long history of altercations with the cops. Many of these altercations have taken place during my nocturnal rambles in local parks. Cops often claim that the parks “close,” and are willing to hassle anyone walking in the park “after hours.”* In doing so, they will often (falsely) insist that “there’s a curfew,” and ignore the blackletter of the laws they claim to be enforcing. Continue reading
contagion requiem
wet market contagion
community spread
Li cries out
then silenced
dead
empty streets in Wuhan
people inside
doors welded shut
how many died?
Xi lies
dictatorship and national pride
crematorium ash flies
the Devil is unbound
the world oblivious
priests consecrate the wine and bread
body and blood of Christ
only to be struck down, dead
the Horsemen have arrived
the job of Christ is no earthly saving
dead in the wards
dead in the hallways
bodies fill the churches
shipped to more-spacious churchyards nearer the Vatican
the conflagration spreads
oh, American decadence!
the stupid vanity of the trumped-up man
stupidly vain righteousness
impeach the man
impeach democracy
‘I win! I shine!’ — ‘You swine!’
a glorious circus all dressed up in right and wrong
interrupted by sweeping death
Emerald City sorrow, Gotham apocalypse
the dying comes and comes
unprepared
machines breathing last breaths
saviors saving only to die
the big boss strips us naked
knocks us unconscious…
we awake in fits
to face reality and find solace as we can
but back to the circus we go
winning and losing, righting and wronging, shining and stinking up the joint
what a show
death smiles
but the end is not yet written
Thoughts and Prayers for Donald Trump
It’s a federal offense to threaten or incite violence against the President of the United States. I would never do such a thing. Nor am I doing it now.
But one has a First Amendment right to pray to the deity of one’s choosing.
As it happens, there is a form of prayer in the Qur’an, used in daily (often public) prayer, which might be called the prayer of execration. In prayers of execration, one petitions God to smite or damn one’s own enemies, and/or His (it helps if they coincide). A famous example is Surah Lahab, aimed at one Abu Lahab, an enemy of the Prophet Muhammad. Continue reading
Coronavirus Diary (41): “Worst Shift Yet”
Messages like this, delivered like this, are the only antidote to a society that prizes lies, valorizes liars, and denigrates the honest expression of raw emotion. If anything noble or redemptive is left in this country, it’s to be found in people like D’neil Schmall.
Coronavirus Diary (40): Their Generation
News is slowly starting to trickle into my inbox of students whose parents have succumbed to COVID-19, and of others taking care of sick parents while struggling not to get it themselves…An image to hold in mind of this generation alongside the images of irresponsible students frolicking at spring break. Same generation, different circumstances, different people.
Coronavirus Diary (39): In the Trenches with Jeff Rhode
This is a wonderful photo essay, by photographer Jeff Rhode, of front-line health care workers at Holy Name Hospital in Teaneck, New Jersey, the epicenter of the COVID-19 pandemic here. As I understand it, Rhode has been “embedded” at Holy Name for the duration of the crisis there. Though the essay was published a few weeks ago, it helps put faces on the otherwise faceless “health care workers” currently working on the front lines, in hospitals and elsewhere. Thanks to my Felician colleague Julie O’Connell for mentioning it to me.
PS., Bigger, better photos at Rhode’s Instagram.
Daniel Tillett’s Attenuated SARS-CoV-2 Strain Proposal
I’ve so far tried to avoid writing posts on highly technical subjects–epidemiological, pathophysiological, statistical, methodological, or otherwise–partly because I lack the expertise for it, partly because we lack the data for it, and partly because I don’t see a good practical rationale for it. Continue reading
Call for Plasma Donations: Mt. Sinai-Valley Health (Paramus, NJ)
For people in the north Jersey/New York City area (see tweet below): here’s the link that takes you to information and the application. Test location is Bolger Medical Arts Building, 970 Linwood Ave, Paramus, New Jersey.
Coronavirus Diary (38): Waiting for the Surge
The worst of the surge seems to have come and gone in New York City; so far, the damage there seems to have taken the form of a bad, but not worst-case scenario, partly due to the efforts to avoid a worst-case scenario. This article from Harvard Business Review describes what was done at Elmhurst Hospital in Queens, at the center of the epicenter. Don’t think of the New York situation as one of “dodging a bullet.” Think of it more as a case of donning a bulletproof vest at the last minute as the gunman got a shot off, being hit in the torso, then being hit in the thigh, with the second bullet missing the femoral artery by inches but still lodged there. The patient probably won’t die; he’ll just be crippled for awhile. And the gunman is still on the loose. Continue reading