Last night I was eating dinner at a sidewalk restaurant in Avignon – the best kebabs maybe ever – and watching an outdoor disco pop up. Other people did more or less the same thing all over France in celebration of Bastille Day.
But in Nice, some kind of horrible mind disease jumped its containment field and drove a truck into a crowd. It seems impossible to know how to live rightly with this epidemic Ignore, deny, build walls? Lock ’em all up, ban people who look sketchy, shoot people just in case? Take away driving? Go for a bike ride?
There is so much joy and wonder in the world, and so much else, and somehow it all has to fit in our heads.