A fine kettle of fish
Report from New Orleans. Heard a piece on the radio (actually, a “podcast”) about things that might help us as we try and figure out what to do with coronavirus. There was a reading from Love in the Time of Cholera by Gabriel Garcia Marquez, about thinking each other’s thoughts and speaking what the other was just about to speak. About being with those we know so well, actually being with them rather than having to rush out the door. Love in the Time of Facebook certainly tempers drastically the potential for connection in a time of coronavirus. We are worried about musicians, service staff at bars and restaurants, bathroom attendants, street performers of all kinds, and their families and circle of supported people. Many of these workers, like our trombonist Jon, get paid not a salary or wage, but by tips. If no one comes, they get nothing. I have googled things like “support for service workers” or “musicians and coronavirus in New Orleans” and so far have found