Distilled alienation. A window upon nothing. Surgically sharp self-vivisection of the broken mind. You can cook, and you can eat, but who says it’s gonna taste good?
“Well I don’t live today Maybe tomorrow, I just can’t tell you baby But I don’t live today It’s such a shame spending the time away like this There ain’t no life nowhere”
– Jimi
Not really. I’ve only just got around to reading it
Nicholas Taylor
2 years ago
Reading these ‘lockdown’ stories of people confined to their houses in pyjamas, I wonder what planet they were on. My recollection of, for example, 2020 after the first week of April is, apart from the closure of restaurants and ‘non-essential’ shops and fewer people on public transport (will we ever know how little difference that made?), everything else went on much the same. In particular, car owners went on driving all over the country spreading the virus. I and others who could not travel far went into the surrounding country, not spreading the virus in the wide open spaces. I walked more miles in 2020 than any year in my life, and found the country far more busy than usual with other walkers and especially families, who vanished almost instantly when ‘release’ was declared in spring 2021. Now the government has tired of so-called ‘lockdowns’, but I find it hard to establish a definite correlation between its actions and the rise or fall of waves, or where there appears to be one, which was cause and which effect.
Distilled alienation. A window upon nothing. Surgically sharp self-vivisection of the broken mind. You can cook, and you can eat, but who says it’s gonna taste good?
“Well I don’t live today Maybe tomorrow, I just can’t tell you baby But I don’t live today It’s such a shame spending the time away like this There ain’t no life nowhere”
– Jimi
I gather, from the fact that there is only one comment in the last three days, that we all find this subject very scary?
Not really. I’ve only just got around to reading it
Reading these ‘lockdown’ stories of people confined to their houses in pyjamas, I wonder what planet they were on. My recollection of, for example, 2020 after the first week of April is, apart from the closure of restaurants and ‘non-essential’ shops and fewer people on public transport (will we ever know how little difference that made?), everything else went on much the same. In particular, car owners went on driving all over the country spreading the virus. I and others who could not travel far went into the surrounding country, not spreading the virus in the wide open spaces. I walked more miles in 2020 than any year in my life, and found the country far more busy than usual with other walkers and especially families, who vanished almost instantly when ‘release’ was declared in spring 2021. Now the government has tired of so-called ‘lockdowns’, but I find it hard to establish a definite correlation between its actions and the rise or fall of waves, or where there appears to be one, which was cause and which effect.