Just back from a long twilight walk with Peretz, 'Hey Nineteen' stuck in my head, rehearsing various aspects of the current worldwide social impasse to myself, convincing myself yet again of its intractability. It's funny that nobody much seems to treat this stuff as a genuinely hard problem, one which we don't have any idea how to even start solving. I suppose this is partly down to the sorts of simplification seen as necessary to political mobilization & partly a reaction to the constant claims to special expertise by those who dominate us. Peretz played briefly with a black Labrador and sniffed two men smoking in the bushes.