And two years ago the WHO declared a pandemic and now we are supposed to behave as though it is over and COVID-19 as modestly endemic as the common cold. Who needs masks? Who needs social distancing? Who cares about vulnerable populations? I don't know if I could feel disillusioned by 2020, but it was impressive to realize how many people really just wanted me and just about everyone I cared for dead in the casual, impersonal sort of way where the likelihood of our deaths troubled them less than any alternative which might personally inconvenience them. And they still do, and the country has decided it is more important to placate them than protect anyone else, and I don't know when I will ever visit a museum again. After an optimistic start to the week, my physical health flattened me and I wouldn't be enjoying this concentration of pain no matter what, but the reminder of all the crowds unmasking like it's 2019 that I am seen as so very expendable certainly isn't improving the experience. I have not felt very much like placating people for a long time now.
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- 1: Sure as the morning light when frigid love and fallen doves take flight
- 2: No one who can stand staying landlocked for longer than a month at most
- 3: What does it do when we're asleep?
- 4: And in the end they might even thank me with a garden in my name
- 5: I'd marry her this minute if she only would agree
- 6: And me? Well, I'm just the narrator
- 7: And how it gets you home safe and then messes the house up
- 8: Now where did you get that from, John le Carré?
- 9: This is what I get for being civilized
- 10: Open up your mouth, but the melody is broken
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