More From The Past

 More from the past because the future looks grim.

I like where I've been.

Past tense.

Ahhhh! Those Memories!

 A lot of things will be in the realm of memory soon, notable among them will be the malignancy that is Donald Trump. 

The last four years will be like a very bad dream. A sick, deranged, and very ugly dream. You know, there were people who wanted to bomb Russia into a pile of radioactive debris, in the early days after WWII, when we had a monopoly on the A-Bomb and the means to deliver them. I sort of wish now that we'd done that. Life would be so much better. No Putin, no Bannon, no Trump, no Trump enablers. No Russian trolls, no KGB, and probably no FOX or right-wing talk radio trash. No Limbaugh. No Russian propaganda and nobody getting paid to spread that propaganda. That was a missed opportunity. Sigh.

Remembrance Of Things Past

 More important than ever, those memories. It appears that Covid infection provides five months of immunity. I wonder whether vaccination will be able to provide more than that? One thing is clear: Covid will not be eradicated. Influenza has not been eradicated. No one has ever been able to eradicate any coronavirus, which constantly mutates. But let's not even consider future mutations because that is simply too grim to contemplate. Let's make the reasonable assumption that vaccination confers immunity for a limited amount of time, and then reinfection is possible. We know that Covid produces varying degrees of collateral damage in those who "recover". The damage is quite severe and debilitating in something like 10 to 20% of cases. You have a variety of circulatory issues and in some cases brain damage. Many victims are weakened. Reinfection under such circumstances must carry a higher mortality risk. If not mortality, then certainly MORE long term damage. How long can this go on? The spread might be slowed by vaccination but it seems reasonable to suppose that eventually most, if not all, of the human population will have been exposed. And then re-exposed, re-infected, accumulating more and more damage, until-- 

Memories!

It seems to me that people who need people are among the unluckiest of people today. I'm so happy to have my memories of a pre-covid life. And, of course, a pre-trump life, before the mass psychosis appeared. 

Memories.

Still Living In The Past

 It's the best place to be right now. Winter wonderland time in Lubbock. First order of business this morning was checking on the animals and feeding them. Water is no problem. Nice to see the terrorists getting arrested, losing their jobs, facing fines and criminal charges. The Orange Asshole will end his days in an orange jumpsuit. Or maybe in a psychiatric hospital. There aren't enough high security prisons to hold his minions, but Gitmo is still open... you could liken the trump cult to a bunch of lemmings with suicide vests. Please, guzzle down the cyanide laced punch and get it over with. Remember, suicide is painless, and it brings on many changes...

Meanwhile, I just want to live in the past, before the twin plagues, the one that began in 2016, and the one that followed, in 2020. 

It's interesting that both plaques seem to be associated with brain damage.

A Closer Look At Where I've Been

 One of Peter Straub's characters says something profound, and this is a paraphrase: "There really is another world. It's this one." How do you see that other world? Look very closely at this one.

I think that's what I've been trying to do with my poor photographic efforts: find that other world.

So, for a time, I'll be taking these closer looks.