Like an inveterate gambler who obsessively notes the successive numbers that come up on a roulette wheel, hoping to discover a pattern of which he might take advantage, or an investor who follows the fluctuations of the stock market minute by minute, I study the latest statistics of the coronavirus pandemic throughout the day in an attempt to understand what is going on.
I have the time to do so because I am under virtual house arrest in my small flat in Paris, and if I venture out for a short walk round the block or to the nearest shops (no …
This article appears as “The View from Paris” in the April 20, 2020, print edition of National Review.
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