The Quarantine Chronicles, Day 100.

DAY 100: LAST QUARANTINE CHRONICLE

Balance sheet -- 100 days.

I spent 77 days indoors

never going out, not even onto

the safe balcony -- then unavoidably

7 days in Milan, coronavirus capital

of the world, then 14 days in extra

quarantine, then a swab in the car

then negative results, lockdown is

over, lockdown is over. Safe to reopen.

Whatever.

I disagree, I strongly fear opening

everything up again: is it better

to have a catastrophe to confirm

my dark opinion? or fewer deaths to

show that the business leaders

and their politicos were right?

virus, what virus? we're back in

business, baby! cranking it out, pumping it

assembly-lining it, harvesting,

dishing it up -- down @ Peet's:

what's your name? Covid.

Covid, your coffee's ready!

Right on.

The Great 2020 Distraction -- We

had 12 years to work non-stop to 
survive, then 10 while we discussed it 
at the highest levels -- then we lost a year 
to the bug, civil unrest, sports, elections, and so on.

Online classes ruined education. Fear

of neighbors ruined socialization. Fear
of science ruined our minds.
Fear of death, well, you know ...
So, we've got maybe 9 years left 
until our collective climate suicide --

point of no return, is that ambiguous? --
and we've already declared infinite boredom

with the topic -- We are undeserving; we
are weak, ignorant, helpless children.

After this crud, we think we've survived 

but look ahead, unless we get our 
human being on natural planet Earth
act together now, right now,
turn around the iceberg-bound
Titanic right now ...
We think we have survived
-- we haven't, we won't --

We Thought Wrong.

THE END.