Day #92 of Self-Isolation in Epidemic Central

Stained glass mural outside the Jewish Education Center on my block. The metaphor conveys to me - the concept of change, of being reborn, of adaptation into something new. A metaphor that has been repeated a lot this year, particularly in the Governor's speeches but also in various other forms. I get hope from it. Just a little. When I'm not raging or scared or numb. Lately just numb, with sinus headaches.

1. New York vs. Racism and bored protestors who don't seem to know they are in the middle of a pandemic

Juneteenth becomes a State Holiday in the State of New York.
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2. Crazy Workplace

Staff Meeting
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3. New York vs. Corona Virus and apparently the rest of the United States?

New York is beginning to wonder if it should hermetically seal itself off from the rest of our crazy-ass country. It got the virus the first time from Italy, now it's afraid it will get it from crazy-ass Florida.

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4. Me vs. the Construction Workers in my Backyard

While on the Microsoft Teams meeting, the construction people working on some apartment in the building next to mine - felt the need to remove debris from said apartment out the back window, and dump it several stories in front of mine, in their yard. So it's like two feet from where my building is. They also decided to blast their Latino Radio Station. During the meeting I asked them if they could remove the trash at some point, much to the amusement of my cohorts.

I've interacted with a lot of people this week. Offline and on.

Meanwhile - they are going to start laying in the yellow gasline piping in front of my building underneath the sidewalk. The good news? I'm not near it. ( Read more... )

Anyhow, I've pictures of the backyard and the construction people dropping trash out the window with the use of pulleys.
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5. Family, Masks, and Walking Through Greenwood Cemetery
( creepy picture with a floating glove in it that seemingly came out of nowhere )

I don't know about anyone else? But I've found this year to be very confusing and somewhat discombobulating. I really don't know what to think about anything at the moment, and I have this odd feeling of being gaslit.
It's all the uncertainty, I expect.

I was discussing the mask issue with my brother and my mother, separately. ( Read more... )

Also, I was fighting with people on the neighborhood Face Book page again. There's two groups of jerks on social media at the moment. The far left, and the far right. Both are self-righteous racist idiots, but in different degrees and in different ways. I can't decide if they are real people or Russian/Chinese trolls.

So, to deal with all this pent-up frustration and craziness? I took another walk through Greenwood Cemetery. As you can see from the photos below, it was an overcast and cool day in the Cemetery. I saw people, but not that many, and most were wearing masks at least. [Also tried one of the new masks I ordered and it was very comfortable, covered far more of my face, easier to breath through, and worked surprisingly well. I have three of those.]

Ah good night. Sleep well. Or as well as can be expected in these uncertain times, I keep dreaming of COVID.