Democracy Dies in Darkness

Social Security offices have been closed for most of the pandemic. That effort to protect public health has wounded some of the neediest Americans.

December 24, 2021 at 12:53 p.m. EST
Mariann Clouse, with her husband, William, and their toddler son Vincent, has a terminal illness called Juvenile Huntington’s disease and has waited seven months to hear whether the Social Security Administration will award her monthly disability benefits. (William DeShazer for The Washington Post)

NASHVILLE — The first cars bearing the needy pulled into the parking lot as the lights went on in the squat brick Social Security office, three miles north of the luxury condos and boutique hotels rising in booming Music City.

It was 9 a.m., and a flier taped to the glass double doors announced business hours until 4 p.m., Monday through Friday. An American flag fluttered at the curb.