In previous global crises — such as the 2008 financial crisis and the 2014 Ebola epidemic — the US assumed the role of global leader. But the current US administration has abdicated the job of leader. It has made it very clear that it cares about the greatness of America far more than about the future of humanity.
America's nationalism does not bode well, for it and for the world.
Yuval wrote a book about the death of liberalism, I believe. Need to go read it now.
Such a beautiful, beautiful article. Also, again, brings to mind an argument I've been making for a while. People who tell you facemasks are ineffective are lying. They're simply saying this to prevent you from snagging up all the facemasks and leave nothing for health workers. I understand the need for this, but I do not appreciate the dishonesty of the argument.
See that old fling? Her airways were well-protected by the mask. She only transfers the virus because he touched her physically.
Anyway - I love this article because it ticks the 'narrative' checkbox I've been waiting for. If facts won't do it, let stories.
Some contextual information: @can called out Ben on Twitter for sharing the chloroquine research 'paper', and Ben defended it, but eventually capitulated when it was revealed that the Stanford(?) PhD publisher had had their PhD revoked.
Given that Ben himself fell prey to 'weird' information, this is a thoughtful successor to Zero Trust Information.
I quite like this article, although I felt that the normal distribution graphs were rather arbitrary.
This might seem irreverent, but I love the way NYTimes' screen color changes to match the tone of the sections.
More to the point, I appreciate the existence of this article. Everything I've read 'til now has been a dispassionate, disinterested recitation of the list of symptoms without an emotional foothold. May Dr Xia's family find comfort in these times.
Adams was an imperfect writer. His plotting was lax, partly a result of a notorious procrastination habit which required him to rush at the last moment, but which helped make him an imaginative improviser. (“I love deadlines,” he wrote. “I like the whooshing sound they make as they fly by.”) His female characters are flimsy. But he excelled at bringing a human scale and sensibility to the vastness of the cosmos, and vice-versa, often via a deftly executed one-liner.
Also not in the least bit surprised to find that Terry Pratchett (one of my faves) was a rival to Douglas.