He didn’t die of Corona, although I’m sure the situation of Corona didn’t help his mood and will to live. But although I share the terrible grief with the family, it is the funeral I want to describe. At least a hundred people paid their respects despite the hard sun beating down on us, and the eulogies ranged from the intimate to the political. The prayers and burial staff, however, were so obviously mechanical that it was clear they had been performing the same rituals all day, and as soon as the ground covered his body, they raced back to begin prayers for the next funeral. I could hear them as I was leaving…