Thursday, October 29, 2020
Sunday, October 25, 2020
Wednesday, October 21, 2020
pandemic scrapbooking
yard art, transmuting grief and frustration
the dead lapdog barks, sounds just like him (there must be squirrels in the afterlife)
Monday, October 19, 2020
Sunday, October 18, 2020
Hurrying up to Relax - Heather Crosse I gotta get outa here
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Have you lost your mind? - Ben Levin it's too late
Saturday, October 17, 2020
Tuesday, October 06, 2020
Saturday, October 03, 2020
If you have symptoms of COVID - which can be the same as strep, as bronchitis, as bacterial pneumonia, as ear infection in a child - you can't see a doctor / get medical care. First you have to get yourself tested, somehow. Call a hotline, try to get an appointment, get yourself there on a bus. Then wait. My results took 6 days every time. THEN if you DO NOT have it, you can see a doctor. If you do, you're told to stay home. What happens if you stop being able to breathe, I honestly don't know. You call an ambulance, I guess, and they take you somewhere to die alone at a designated overburdened ICU. ?
One thing is sure: nobody flies your belligerent fat ass to a state of the art hospital to get first in line for the very few drugs available for the disease you personally willfully inflicted on hundreds of thousands of people.
Bonus track - hey Canada, shame on you too
Thursday, October 01, 2020
Update: they all have it. If there is a God, in answer to my earnest begging re they know not what they do, the tests came back BEFORE anybody went to Wisconsin.
Where are all the real life up close personal human images of COVID? Where are the death throws photos? Where are is the equivalent of the napalm girl and Emmett Till? That stupid fucking photo of the germ that looks like a marble w globs on it, nobody can FEEL THAT. Where is the first dying baby photo album in real time?? Until that happens, nobody can see it.
Most of the people I love are in WI. they themselves do not seem to realize what a 20+% rate of infection means. Dying alone on all fours in diapers failing to breathe.
I asked Nebraska to get me in touch with Betty White. I need a PSA from a universally trusted source. Give me 20 seconds Betty, we could stop this show. Maybe.