Diary of a Plague Year

I long for quarantine to be something other than the fantasy of quarantine ending: my fantasy is the end of fantasizing, the embrace of reality, of spiritual realism and self-sufficiency.

I’ve tried to read across as wide a range of disciplines and domains during lockdown. One observation: critical theory isn’t very helpful — contemporary radicals just seem to be talking to themselves, which doesn’t seem very radical. The major insights of contemporary philosophy/theory could be summarized on a 8x11 piece of paper. Much of it is brilliant — but it’s all surface play: academics — however…