May 31,2020
This morning was very cool and quiet, here on the edge of the country. I am upwind of any convalescent homes, wear a mask in public, and wash my hands a lot. So I do not fear getting sick even though I am in a high risk group.
My cross street is being replaced, so traffic is at a minimum and walking to a nearby park is a lonely business.
I have lived alone for the last 30 years, so quarantine is no problem: I like it.
There are only two people that I would invite into my place anyway, and they are family who also isolate themselves.
I miss going to the library, and having a bus route that is normal.
Those two things are the only major changes in my routine.
To paraphrase the Beatles’ song- I read the news today Oh Boy! That is appropriate for what I am reading online or in watching the evening news.
What is wrong with those fools who go out in groups to firebomb and pillage?
Do they think that will be a positive factor in any change?
It only makes us look like the Fascists are taking over. Especially when we have a Neo Fascist running the country, Or not taking responsibility for running the country.
I am running out of feel good movies and large print books. I stay home because there is no place to go, and a heat wave coming.
Amidst all the uproar in our country the one bright spot is our successful Space X flight.
I am most impressed by the ability to manage to reuse the rocket. Watching it reverse and land on a tiny barge seems like magic. Our efforts at space exploration is good PR, but now that our economy is in free fall, and we are running out of money to pay for Social Security, one has to wonder at our values.
Governor Brown left office with a state bank account full of a surplus. That is now gone, and taxes do not support the everyday costs of running our state.
Should I just give up fighting against the darkness or keep on trucking with essays and blogs?
I will probably alternate between hope that my cruise refund will come in and my renter will not get too far behind in the rent, and despair that I will even survive for five more years.
I supposedly have until 2014 before the money runs out and I have to go begging to the kids for a place beside the fire and a bowl of pottage.