Thursday, April 23, 2020

A Season in Hell

Friends in other countries want to know what it's like here in America? It must be terrible, right? Well yes...and no. We left terrible a long time ago. Terrible was 49,000 deaths ago. Terrible was January, February, and March...a slow statistical tidal wave heading toward us, numbers so large that they became abstract...until 100 people starting dying every day. And then 200, and then a 1,000. Then it was no longer numbers. It was faces and names attached to numbers, and mothers and fathers and teachers and police officers.

Now we are just here...a 9/11 every day. Remember when we thought 2,000 Americans dying in one day was a gamechanger? We are in the midst of mass graves and there is no strong father figure or trusthworthy voice. America does not have a consoler in chief. We don't even have a human being with a functional level of empathy. And...there is a serenity in this. There is a calm in realizing that no one is coming to save us, the cavalry won't arrive. We are on our own, garbage bag PPE's, scarf masks, gofundme funerals, and all. I think under normal circumstances there would be this anxiety in wondering when the gov is going to get around to helping and protecting you. There is this anticipation of 'right prevailing.' But there is none of that here. We no longer expect the right thing or the humane decision to be made. We no longer expect the truth to be spoken unless all the lies have been exhausted.

This is a full-blown kakistocracy backed by alt-right racists and white fundamentalist Christian terrorists who never pass up an opportunity to hurt, belittle, demean other citizens (apparently it's what Jesus would have wanted.) There is no lie too small, no theft too petty for the most powerful man in the world. His minions slither over every apparatus of gov and media. They pick at the 50,000 dead bodies like grave robbers looking for pocket change and talking points. Some in the media still try to make the false equivalent link between this and Hillary's missing emails or the weakness of Dems. Some of these people are rationalist, who are the worst kind of creatures in a one-sided catastrophe.

A rationalist will sit there and try to balance the scales of wrongs because it's impossible to fathom the bottomless despicable nature of men. Rationalists look for the pony in the pile of shit. The rationalists are trying to balance the mass graves against Biden's malapropisms or past errors. And still...no one is coming to rescue. We are all we have. Families huddle in their quarantines together, chat on Zoom, bake the banana bread and take pictures of it. It becomes easy to settle into the inferno when the temperature is increased incrementally. The heat creeps up on you like the 16,000 lies told in 3 years or the 50,000 dead Americans in 5 weeks. And so we bake, and cook, and exercise. It's not callous. We have to hold on to something. If you close your eyes and focus, you might be able to pretend that it's a sauna or a very long artists retreat...in hell.

We binge, we purge, we scroll. 

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Thank you, Morgan Jenness. Rest in Peace.

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