On Not Being a Thought Leader

My plans for the day — such as they ever are in the time of Covid-19 — have been scuppered by a barfing toddler, and I’m cuddled with him and the cat in bed. As I’m not as entirely carried away by Blue’s Clues as these two are, I’m thinking about the week that has been. It’s June of 2020, which I hope will mean something to scholars of the future. I hope this date…