As I write this essay, my colleagues and I at the University of California, Santa Barbara have been sheltering at home for weeks. We wrapped up winter quarter with take-home finals, and spent our break preparing to teach spring quarter classes “remotely” (as we all figure out what that means). We have held TA meetings and seminars over Zoom, answered dozens upon dozens of emails from anxious students, now dispersed across the globe. We use our phones and our laptops to order supplies and food for delivery (sometimes it even arrives). Notifications flash onto our phones in rapid sequence, updating headlines from the hospitals of Lombardy, Madrid, London, New York.

As...

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