Where the heck is my vaccine?
All indices up, of course. Rage levelling off, but still rising—carryover Rage. Heartbreak as always a lagging indicator.
Where the heck is my vaccine?
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So Trump is gone and that is a very good thing. Trumpism survives, however, and will be a threat to our freedoms for years. And the virus hasn't gone anywhere. So: all indices UP. Rage might start to decline in the next few weeks, but I expect Terror and Heartbreak to continue to climb--for a long time.
All indices UP. Rage won’t subside until well after the Trump regime is over, and Terror and Heartbreak will continue to climb until someone gets a handle on the fucking pandemic. Below the status graph is a screen grab of places authorized to distribute vaccine in my town. But—none of these places have vaccine, or only a little. The grocery store up the street from me, for example, has only one dose of Moderna vaccine. This is all Trump’s doing—Trump the traitor and seditionist. What he’s established is a course of passive eugenics. Shameful. As you see in the bottom photo (a page from my journal) even the coronavirus itself hates Trump.
The Coup Klux Klan. The Beer-Belly Putsch. (I didn't come up with those, just saw them on the internets--I wish I was that clever). Whatever. A dark fucking week for America. And while we were watching the redneck rampage in the Capital, the covid death count reached 4000 a day. All indices up this week--Heartbreak up, Terror up, but RAGE up the most. Impeach and convict Trump now--and wear a mask while you're doing it. A New Year, and the same pandemic. If you’re a person who did something worthwhile this year—be happy about what you did. I’m seeing “people” on Twitter saying that we should be quiet about our various achievements out of respect to those who have suffered losses. Uh, no. Doing good work in the face of adversity is a positive fucking thing. So go brag. (I'll start. My bragging: I zoom taught good classes, I wrote a big part of a new book, I did well in seclusion, I didn’t get sick). My prediction for the coming year: things, whatever things are, all things, any things, will get worse before they get better. But! As my boys The Clash once said, “The future is unwritten.” |
Lowell Mick White
Author of the novels Normal School and Burnt House and Professed and That Demon Life and the story collections Long Time Ago Good and The Messes We Make of Our Lives. Categories
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