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Sunday, March 29, 2020

Home remedy

So, in accordance with Governor Inslee's "Stay Home, Stay Healthy" executive order (Proclamation 20-25), Coco and I have been self-isolating to a great degree over the past week or so, with just one or two quick trips (with good social distancing) for provisioning purposes.

In some ways, it's not such a big burden. We were not big going-out type folks in the first place. Coco has had to suspend her swimming sessions and met with her writing group on-line, and I had a D&D session over zoom, but it's not like we have a gym membership, or went to clubs every weekend, or ever went to the movies that often. And we can still take walks out here in the remote edge of Fairhaven.

Where the big difference comes, of course, is in work. Coco is no longer making a thrice-weekly pilgrimage to teach in Bothell, and my college has gone to almost 100% remote work, i.e., six to seven hours a day of zoom meetings, sometimes more, with emails and other electronic-based work in the cracks. So the work day is not a discrete as it once was, separated from "real life" at each end by a 1.25-hour or 12-minute commute. I have always fired up the email over my first cup of coffee at home anyway, but now there's no marker distinguishing just checking in from telecommuting. If I am not careful, my workday starts at 5:30 am and continues unabated until it ends at 5:30 pm, or 6:30 or 7:30 or whenever. I'm not sure that's the pattern I want to set for myself.

And the in-office routines are gone of course: the strolling around the floor to break up my computer time, the walks around campus to get coffee at the bookstore or check in on teaching spaces, the trudges up and down staircases to get to my deans or the library or my own office. I am moving less and snacking more during the day; after all, just a few steps away there's a full-service kitchen with all my favorites, not just a staff lunchroom with other people's tupperwares. I am wary of becoming a zoom-potato.


So tomorrow I think I am going to try a new regimen, or actually, I an going to activate the old regimen: have my morning routine - cat, exercises, coffee, check-in - and then go down and take  shower and get dressed in outside clothes, just like I am heading out for the day. No more Batman sweats and t-shirts, with maybe a sweater to make it dressy. Perhaps I'll even make my lunch ahead of time, as I usually did before going into the office, and have it ready for an actual lunch break away from the computer, which I almost never took when working on campus. But I need to do something to make sure the day doesn't become a sludgy mishmash that isn't quite always working but more like never not working.

I need to stay active as well. Coco and I have been walking every day, and have started "storming the hills" as we call our interval training, but I have for a long time set April 1st as the traditional start of my biking season, and I'd like to back to that habit again. It's pretty easy to keep social distance cycling down the trail, I think.

It looks like this is going to be the new normal for some time to come, so I wish us all the best in developing our routines for coping and even thriving and we make our way.

And remember...




Sunday, March 22, 2020

PPPPandemic

So, we're all living in a time of global pandemic caused by the betacoronavirus SARS-CoV-2, AKA the novel coronavirus, and often referred to as COVID-19 which stands for coronavirus disease 2019 and is actually the name of the respiratory disease caused by the virus and not the virus itself, but let's not get all Dr. Frankenstein vs. Frankenstein's monster here, even though the situation is monstrous. I have some professional, personal, and political responses to the current state of affairs.

Professionally, I am astonished at how quickly this ramped up. I do a weekly newsletter to faculty on Mondays, and on March 2 I made no mention of COVID-19. Now, just three weeks later, our campus is closed to the public, only core services are taking place on site and most employees have moved to working remotely from home, classes are either running online or have been truncated early, and I am in Zoom meetings seven hours a day staging our institutional reaction, with no time to write a newsletter.

We've had to pivot several times even in those short weeks, as our governor has ratcheted up the restrictions on activities and travel. We try to predict the future and make plans for Spring Quarter; most areas schools have announced "all-online" instruction for spring, which is more aspirational than actual, since there are some classes - labs, clinics, and shops - that cannot be brought online, easily or at all. As a technical college, this fact hits us harder than most schools - I would estimate that perhaps 20% of our instructional can be moved online. And I am not yet confident that the remaining instruction can be effectively delivered within the social distancing guidelines necessary for public health. Of course, if we go into full lockdown mode, the whole exercise may be rendered moot.

Online instruction brings its own problems, specifically with regard to the digital divide and concomitant equity concerns. Even for those courses that can be moved online, making sure all students have access - either to technology or connectivity - is going to be a major issue.

On a personal level, I am adjusting to working from home, and to staying home, except for walks on routes that keep us six feet away from any passersby. We've started have get-togethers with friends on zoom as well, drinking coffee in our separate homes but staying connected.

On our last trek through the village, I took these snaps:











I can't help but think how this is going to affect my local businesses, the mom-and-pop shops that we prefer. Some are still open, for now, since the current closures only affect certain kinds of businesses. But even for the stores that are open, business is way down, and it's likely that some of these shops and restaurants will go under so far that they'll never recover. Olive Garden will survive this but I am not sure my local pizza place will; it's sure to change the character of my neighborhood and my daily life.

And of course, all of this brings us to the political. Take those stores having to close for the public good: the store owners still need to pay rent, although they have no income; their employees still need to get paid, but the store has no revenue to pay them from.

Major corporations like McDonald's don't offer sick time to the majority of their workers, but they are supposed to stay home if they don't feel well.

We're the richest country on earth, yet our medical caregivers can't get the supplies and equipment we need; volunteers are sewing protective masks at home. We have incredible technological resources, yet we totally booted the testing process, putting us behind the response curve and promising an outcome more like Italy and less like South Korea.

Put aside the glaringly obvious inability of the current administration to provide the necessary leadership in this crisis and senators making bank selling stocks before a crash they knew was imminent and then throwing a pittance of recovery money at the people: this pandemic has shone a harsh light on the failure of our system itself to provide for the population, both those most vulnerable and the rest of us outside the 1%.  These shortcomings are baked into the capitalist system. Universal Basic Income and Universal Medical Care don't sound so radical now, do they?

I think we'll get through this, but I also think this is a watershed moment in history. This is a game-changer: too many genies have been let out of too many bottles and too many shortcomings have been made apparent for us ever to go back. It's okay to feel weird right now; this is a Big Event.

So, stay inside, stay six feet away, stay calm, and...