It’s just begun raining again (during the night) for the first time in 6 or more months. In Oakland, it occurred to me, homes don’t provide shelter from the elements. What keeps us inside is the danger perceived to be lurking on the streets. I’ve never known a place where I’ve felt so discouraged from being present outdoors after dark—in a place where the weather is temperate all the time. How can this be so disconnected?