The last time the globe experienced a huge, simultaneous, nearly universal reset was immediately after World War II. He doesn’t dare come closer, but he has something he wants to say: “Perhaps this will be a Great Reset.” A friend emails from the Bay Area to say she’s baked her first loaf of bread another writes from Australia to say that this epidemic will be “a giant mirror held up to everyone,” and that he is reading Mary Shelley’s “ The Last Man.” A neighbor walking his dog halloos from across the fence. We are living in the eerie, low-pressure vacuum before the storm. In my self-isolating household in upstate New York, the pandemic has thus far produced boredom eating, boredom watching, hiking, candlelight dinners and, later in the evening, some reading out loud.
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