Friday, March 20, 2020
After dinner, I looked over the latest articles and reports in the New York Times and Washington Post, and actually had to stop reading them because they were too dire, too real, too depressing, too full of doom and gloom. Chris Face Timed just as I was turning off the apps, and it was perfect timing to connect with a face I know, even though he's more than a thousand miles away. We're all caught in the crazy reel of one very weird scifi film where the danger is out there, but doesn't seem too dangerous, but is when you read reports, see YouTubes from Italian hospitals, and watch the numbers exponentially grow by the day. It's like a movie from the '50s with no budget for special effects, one of those psychological thrillers that keeps most people off the streets. Some people still go for walks around the lake, order lattes and go shopping in the afternoon. Not me. I'm all in with the shelter in place for the next two months. No need to risk it. No lattes. No walks around the lake. None of that. Just here in Oakland reading, writing, thinking, watching, working, and at Alice's reading, writing, talking, making yummy food, and hanging with my sweet adorable wife.
We had a firm meeting online today. Our managing partner Andrew mentioned to everyone that back in 2008 Hanson Bridgett didn't lay off a single employee during the recession, and today they aren't planning to lay anyone off as well, assuming this will only last two months or so. Even those workers who cannot work from home but cannot work in the office will receive full pay and no fear that their jobs will be gone. That's pretty amazing. There were a few questions people had, including mine about stopping by the office to pick up additional equipment (web cam, thumb mouse, my personal laptop, books from work, etc., ... I can schedule a pick up time and go to the office on Monday).
In the evening, I watched a few YouTubes about today's news, and also watched Trump's press conference, in particular the questions he was asked, and his answers. By now, everyone had everything they need to know about this man, his limitations, his dysfunctions, his narcissism, his ability to ignore reality and create his own. He's a type, a predictable tool with maybe twenty or so standard phrases he uses to explain everything. We all know what they are because he says them every day. Let's all hope that by November he will be rendered to history and to future generations to judge. Was he worse that I'd imagined? No, he was exactly what I'd imagined, though I'm relieved he's less capable of strategic thought than I'd imagined. He's simply out to protect the Id, the Trump ego, that's all. Nothing more than that, which in a way, is our saving grace.
After dinner, I looked over the latest articles and reports in the New York Times and Washington Post, and actually had to stop reading them because they were too dire, too real, too depressing, too full of doom and gloom. Chris Face Timed just as I was turning off the apps, and it was perfect timing to connect with a face I know, even though he's more than a thousand miles away. We're all caught in the crazy reel of one very weird scifi film where the danger is out there, but doesn't seem too dangerous, but is when you read reports, see YouTubes from Italian hospitals, and watch the numbers exponentially grow by the day. It's like a movie from the '50s with no budget for special effects, one of those psychological thrillers that keeps most people off the streets. Some people still go for walks around the lake, order lattes and go shopping in the afternoon. Not me. I'm all in with the shelter in place for the next two months. No need to risk it. No lattes. No walks around the lake. None of that. Just here in Oakland reading, writing, thinking, watching, working, and at Alice's reading, writing, talking, making yummy food, and hanging with my sweet adorable wife.
We had a firm meeting online today. Our managing partner Andrew mentioned to everyone that back in 2008 Hanson Bridgett didn't lay off a single employee during the recession, and today they aren't planning to lay anyone off as well, assuming this will only last two months or so. Even those workers who cannot work from home but cannot work in the office will receive full pay and no fear that their jobs will be gone. That's pretty amazing. There were a few questions people had, including mine about stopping by the office to pick up additional equipment (web cam, thumb mouse, my personal laptop, books from work, etc., ... I can schedule a pick up time and go to the office on Monday).
In the evening, I watched a few YouTubes about today's news, and also watched Trump's press conference, in particular the questions he was asked, and his answers. By now, everyone had everything they need to know about this man, his limitations, his dysfunctions, his narcissism, his ability to ignore reality and create his own. He's a type, a predictable tool with maybe twenty or so standard phrases he uses to explain everything. We all know what they are because he says them every day. Let's all hope that by November he will be rendered to history and to future generations to judge. Was he worse that I'd imagined? No, he was exactly what I'd imagined, though I'm relieved he's less capable of strategic thought than I'd imagined. He's simply out to protect the Id, the Trump ego, that's all. Nothing more than that, which in a way, is our saving grace.
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