RIO DE JANEIRO, BRAZIL - (Opinion) It’s a hopeful sign that the longer we stay cooped up in our pandemic isolation, the greater our need for infusions of art and culture, the cords which bind us into a community. Happily, that need seems to be hardwired into our souls.
Like so many others, this gringo is suffering the rising frustration of not getting out there and enjoying the experience of live, not virtual culture. The dictionary helpfully defines ‘virtual’ as “almost or nearly as described, but not completely.” And there we have the problem.
It is the connective sense of . . .