What a world

So COVID found me again, probably at the Mummies show. 

Day two of symptoms: sweaty, pluggy nose, sore throat, and weirdly hungry. Mild fatigue. Ears feel a bit plugged. Sense of taste and smell unaffected (though I can't get a very deep breath through my nose). Sleep isn't great because my breathing isn't great but I'm going back to bed soon. 

Meantime, everywhere there's bad news. Been watching Jeffrey Epstein: Filthy Rich on Netflix, which if you haven't done, you should; it provides a lot of context. Things were way worse than I'd realized. Show is not just about sexual abuse, it's about patriarchal capitalism itself; Epstein becomes a symbol of everything that's wrong with the world. And they get people talking who, abused by Epstein, were also seduced, and turned into procurers/ recruiters for him, bringing him more victims.  

It's unsettling as hell.

There's also the events that unfolded yesterday in BC; of course, there are journalists who have dug and relatives who have spoken, so if you're looking online, the identity of the person in question is easily findable, as is the reason why the Canadian media/ authorities are being very very quiet about this. There is a lot to unpack and there's a vulnerable community who will be impacted. 

I dunno, folks, if you're part of a small, struggling minority, you just can't exercise the option this person did. The people you're really hurting will be members of your own small struggling minority. 

Truth be known, I had my own antisocial fantasies when I was a teenager in Maple Ridge. Going to the shopping mall and "showing them all" how I felt. I didn't do it. I didn't come close to doing it. But I did think it occasionally. I really enjoyed a certain Bachman book, too. Think I read that one three times? Kind of glad King has pulled it. 

Anyhow, this plus COVID is a lot to deal with and I'm going back to bed real soon. Maybe I'll get some writing done? I don't have much energy for it, truth be known.

Guhh.