Well now, the summer has come and gone, but the Coronavirus is still with us and surging. Who thought this scourge couldn't be contained. Unfortunately there is no national leadership mandating the necessary safeguards to limit the spread. So we wait impatiently for big pharma to produce a vaccine. The waiting game continues with people eschewing guidelines risking the fate of themselves and the public. All this dominating the public's attention as the absurd presidential race comes to a merciful conclusion. Tomorrow, Nov. 3 we vote. Frankly our democracy is at stake. Will the absurd incumbent, spewing lies, derision, racism, unbridled authoritarianism, win and advance the plutocracy. Or his opponent trying to unite the people around basic notions of compassion and inclusion. Tomorrow will tell the tale!
The months long pandemic, with no end in sight, raised awareness for me on many fronts. How to interact with family and friends from a distance for example. Actions had to be thought out, planned and executed accordingly. Spontaneity took a back seat and rightly so. Most group actions were simply eliminated altogether. And as the holiday season rapidly approaches traditional gatherings will be rethought. It has been a difficult time but our collective resilience shines through. Children miss school, adults miss partying, money for most is a problem, unhealthy politics rolls on, yet humor emerges from all the misery. We are generally a hopeful lot. For folks my age, well we've seen society come unraveled more than a few times. However despairing each upheaval, it passed. Emotional devastation and heartbreak, whether from without or within, will subside eventually, hopefully. Although this trump train has been utterly depressing. And I come from the streets, where our anthem, mantra was "Fuck It." So seven months of growing a beard as a fuck it statement to the pandemic and trump's hypocrisy, took me back to a time when I disdained the establishment with every fiber in my body.
I've been reading many different authors expressing clearly and analytically their thoughts on our time in relation to history. Perspective always reassures the doubter, that's me, and visiting other, brighter, folks perspectives boosts my morale and off sets my cynicism. In the end, which is coming, when I want to close the door behind me, I turn my frown upside down and carry on. Ciao!
All Souls Day
Peace
