I’ve added a new book to my reading list. It’s called Station Eleven and it’s about a traveling troupe of Shakespearean actors and classical musicians. They call themselves the Traveling Symphony. Poorly paid, fed and clothed, their lives are hard; they travel from small town to small town in the Midwest. Oh, and their world has been devastated by a flu-like pandemic, civilization has all but collapsed.
I think that most people today would wonder why, of all the things, these survivors try to keep alive the traditions of Shakespeare and Beethoven. Isn’t there something more important to do? Shouldn’t they be trying to rebuild the internet? The electrical grid? Something useful? Maybe so, it’s certainly important work. But I think these fictional artists are on to something we too easily forget.