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Tuesday March 31, 2020
The virus is spreading to places more vulnerable than NYC and suddenly everyone is expecting and demanding government action.
What happened to the great hatred and distrust for government?
New York’s governor asked (almost begged) for health care workers to come to NY from anywhere, everywhere to help. How will they be kept safe without PPE? – everyone now knows. NYC has one week of supplies.
I heard the terms “food insecure” a few times and “deep recession” for the first time.
So many people are suffering in so many ways—mostly the sick and those caring for them. The hungry, the trapped, the scared all have their own suffering. In terms of spreading infection, prisons are becoming the cruise ships of the poor. Slowly, this pandemic is taking its shape, just beginning to leave its lasting mark—even on those who are healthy. One mark is the cancelation of the type of events that are often etched more deeply into youthful memories: graduations, proms, weddings. Gatherings to honor, to celebrate and to be together are evaporating.
“Other side of the peak”, another term I heard for the first time today.
100,000 to 240,000 people are projected to die in the US from the virus.
As with all statistics, there are many ways to see this. The number of people that die in the US is fairly steady, increasing slightly every year as the population ages. A few years from now the number of people who died in 2020 will barely be a blip on the long chart of deaths; the erratic stock market will display a significantly more visible change.
Nevertheless there are a lot of dead people, most of them left families and loved ones behind. Refrigerator trucks are coming to town to store the expected overflow of bodies.