Tue, 19 May 2020
I’ve always had a problematic relationship to the news, and I’ve struggled to navigate that even more since this pandemic began. I talk to my father about the night I yelled at him over his insufficient fear of the virus, and I look back on a 1954 essay by E.B. White about the disparity between his experience of a hurricane and the coverage he hears of that hurricane on the radio. Subscribe (or write a review) in iTunes Music:Links:The Eye of Edna by E.B. White Cancel Everything by Yascha Mounk |