Expressionless Babies, Bored Lovers

And Other Changes in the Human Condition

I feel that I make notes every day on saying goodbye to a world that has passed - and at times on noticing a new world that is barely stirring. So I mourn, and at times I hope.

I’ve been traveling, and now I am home; so I have observed my fellow humans recently in airports, and on airplanes; on trains; in crowds; and in smaller gatherings.

And in the “m…