Journal of a Lockdown, 31 March 2020
Pandemic art: The Triumph of Death by Pieter Bruegel the Elder, 1562. Image from Wikimedia Commons.
Summer is approaching full blast, and from my window everything is glowing. I have moved my daily standing-in-the-sun to 11am because the noonday sun hurts. Indoors it’s like sitting in a turbo broiler, but outside is killer (and not just from radiation). We can only hope that this intense ultraviolet radiation vaporizes the coronavirus, as there is no evidence.
Today’s viral story was about a trans woman who was catfished. The virtual lynch mob came for the perps, but whether they desist from their assholery remains to be seen. This terrible story took social media’s mind off the pandemic for half an hour.
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