Life in the Time of Corona

I went to get another covid test today. It was my 4th one. It's also the 4th month since this thing started, so that's my rhythm. The other day I was saying my refrain: "if this was the aids crisis you wouldn't be wringing your hands about getting tested. know your status!" and someone said "it still is the aids crisis". and they weren't wrong, and as the last post said, we're likely to be in this for a long long time too. we'll have all the crises before this one, and some new crises to pile on top that will seem more urgent, more dystopian, more important. it's still the affordable housing crisis. it's still the climate crisis. it's still a migrant crisis. capitalism is still in crisis. and we need to keep making the existence of the police a crisis they have to deal with. things are slowly changing and it feels right to note where we're at so we can look back and notice the difference. i'm visiting buildings now, with a...

I watched a League of Their Own tonight.  In the background of this feel good movie, there's a war.  Covid is starting to feel like that. There's a war going on. We don't know when it will end. We don't know who we'll lose to it.  And in the midst of wars, all kinds of other things happen. People get married. They have babies. They get cancer. They launch social movements.  People have war jobs: desk jobs where decisions have life or death consequences, and on the front lines, where they risk their lives - for better or worse reasons. People want. They go without. They work harder. They hunker down.  We miss each other.  The rising national cases, the fact that we're the worst at this in the world, feels like we're just heading into an unending slog. A quagmire, as usual, of our own creation.  And man oh man, it's hard to keep calm and carry on. I'm so tired of being an adult, of having adult emotional reactions. Of rising to the challenge. Of meetin...