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What I’m Seeing

Don’t go for a run in Georgia. Don’t try to enforce masking rules and laws. Don’t respect your neighbor’s legitimate fear of infection and go right ahead and wipe your nose on them or spit on them. This is what I’m seeing.

Sick people are processing the meat some people desperately want. We have no decent information about this virus, which seems to have mutated and become more virulent while it has the ability to hide in plain sight in asymptomatic people. If the virus could jump from meat to humans just through exposure, not consumption, might it have the ability to jump from asymptomatic meat handlers into the meat? The virus does not like warm, moist environments. Could it possibly like cold, raw meat? I don’t know about you, but I’m going meatless unless I know for certain where the meat was processed. I loved Peculiar, Missouri. There were meat processors in the rurals who hunted, slaughtered, and dressed all the meats they sold. They catered to the exotic selling squirrel, opossum, and chitterlings! Of course, I didn’t eat these meats, but it was interesting to know there were some people who still possessed the skills to get their own meat independent of the corporate processors.

I want to see the sick people get care. I want to see them get food and shelter for themselves and their families. I want to see corporations place people before profits.

I believe I’m gonna go blind.

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Ramadan in a Time of Virus

This is a fascinating time. La Peste taught me that you do not go back to normal before the virus has been eliminated. I liked that book because it really did suggest how to get through a pandemic. Keep busy. Do something for someone else. Reflect on yourself and make yourself better.

I said at the beginning of this stay-at-home interval that Americans have no discipline and they are proving me correct. Ramadan is a discipline as well as a requirement of Islam. Military service will instill discipline, but who wants to serve under the Orange Menace?

Can you believe this government that does not want to have the people access safety-net benefits? Employers do not want to pay unemployment benefits. That’s why the big push to “reopen the economy.” Codswallop. Cheapskates.

Have you gotten the idea that our government does not give a rap about any of us? Have you gotten the idea that those muckety mucks who want their mani-pedis and haircuts and other frou frou perks just want to be catered to at the expense of the working classes? Working classes better wake up and rise up, else we’ll all be dead.

Every time I read the Qur’an I learn something new or read something new. My Qur’an has many notes of commentary, appendices, and a copious index. It is very easy to get lost in the commentary and get behind in my daily portion reading.

Hope you are all coping as well as you can. May you avoid infection.

PEACE

AS

Cabrona Corona

26 million out of work. Heluva hoax. Inject disinfectant? There’s the hoax. Our children are unfamiliar with maps, is it, and history. Wonder why.

We have inadequate leadership. We need testing. We need widespread testing yesterday. There is too much we don’t know about this virus.

The only thing I like about Georgia is that whitebearded interpreter working behind the governor. I do like to watch pretty. Don’t you? Since when does public outcry and business concern trump public health? Where is the leadership?

I woke up out of undergrad, discovered we were in debt to China, a Communist nation. How could that be? Ah, progress. We dropped bombs on the Japanese and are now {?} allies, so I suppose anything is possible politically. Still, I didn’t like knowing all that red scare rhetoric was proving to be nothing more than propaganda.

Now, deep into retirement, I learn the America I volunteered my time to defend, no longer maintains stockpiles of necessary materiel. Who’d a thunk it? What the everloving hell? Just in time does not work for everything, especially not pandemic, especially not health. Everything is not a commodity.

I thank the ancestors for giving me a mother who taught me to read and crochet and a librarian who taught me to knit. One needs productive distraction in times such as these. Speaking of which, Ramadan Mubarak! Thirty days to think about many things; those who must do without through no fault of their own, one’s self-improvement, the tidying of one’s inner and outer environments. One can read the entire Qur’an during the time of Ramadan, and the daily portion is conveniently marked.

I am consciously trying to stop biting my fingernails.

Be well, my friends.

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La Peste and other readings

There are 25 minutes left until the end, but I am stuck on Fr Paneloux. He is now dead, but I think he was suffering a crisis of faith. He came out and told the people they deserved the plague because their faith was tepid, more letter than spirit, if you will.

The bugger goes and dies, refusing the care of Dr Rieux, throwing up something red before his passing. Wonder if it was his doubt…

This got me thinking about the crazy evangelical rapturists. If you so in love with Jesus, go to him. Don’t sit and wish evil upon the land that you might be among the preordained number of the saved to witness the horror before being taken…up. Good Lord, what a morning.

I have been distracting myself from finishing the reading by contemplating the development of my Southern Gothic writers in my virtual library. Completely forgot about Eudora, so acquired thirteen of her stories. Made a stab at Faulkner’s As I Lay Dying as there has to be an antidote to Sanctuary. I may watch Cat on a Hot Tin Roof for a wonderful escape into Tennessee’s brand of SG. Have to see if any of Flannery’s stories are offered, maybe through the libraries. Some of her stories have been turned into film.

Also picked up Heavy by Kiese Laymon. It reads like SG, but isn’t fiction.

I will finish The Plague today.

AS

feeling daft

what the hell? bernie dropped out? damn. that’s disappointing. still, he can gather delegates to be used as leverage at the convention. the point now really is to dump the garbage cluttering up the people’s house.

like dolly said, don’t know whether to wind my butt or scratch my watch. can’t seeem to settle. need to knit. need to create meaning. need to create order. because order is destroyed. stability seems an illusory island among a bazillion of us no longer needing to fake it til you make it because the making it has been stilled for all but a very few of us.

mercy, where am i living? like marvin said, what’s going on? how much more abuse are we gonna stan?