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Day 21: A Day in the Life of COVID-19

Normal warning: These posts are not to entertain.  They’re to put a pin in my sanity.  If you want funny, please head off to credit.  Because honestly, nothing is funny anymore.  Except Tiger King.

We’ve now been cooped up for three weeks.  We’re bouncing off the walls.

What do you do when you are stuck inside, don’t want to spend any money, and you have nothing to do but hang out with your friends?

If you guessed gaming, you’re right!

This quarantine situation is not too unlike getting stuck in Bursley Hall (University of Michigan, North Campus) in the depths of winter when the wind chill is -20 degrees.  You can go out if you want, but do you want to?  Or you can hang out and game for 12 hours.

Sounds good to me.

We’re still working out the kinks of online D&D through Discord but so far, it’s not bad!  The system is stable.  The sound quality is good.  The video is a little hit and miss.  We might hop to Zoom to get more cameras and a bit better support.

We’re putting more gaming on the table than… maybe… since college? Maybe?  It’s cheap, it’s social, it’s engaging, it’s fun, and it’s a thing to do.  It’s the perfect quarantine activity.

Vox has a nice, thoughtful article on gaming during the apocalypse.

Also, for those who think D&D is too nerdy, Tabletop Simulator is half off on Steam.  Although the board games are all pay-for DLC, so if you want to play the Tiny Epic games, you’ll need to pay for them.  It’s not a bad deal and it does online co-op.  Although we’ve had terrible luck with voice chat through Steam, and recommend using Discord instead.

A couple of Saturday quick hits:

  • I finally got some real sleep last night.  I’m enjoying the feeling of being rested. I know it won’t last — who knows when I’ll sleep through the night again.  But it feels good now.
  • It’s nice out, and I need to go out and weed.  The weed are trying to eat the perennials.
  • I’ve sort of fallen off all my hobbies.  All I want to do when I sit down is read or play video games.   That’s my default right now.  What do I want to do?  Nothing.
  • We’re going to watch Onward tonight.  We would have seen it in the theater but, you know.

Not much going on.  Everything outside the house is bad right now.  We’re having a 9/11 every 48 hours.  I’m trying not to think about that.

I saw this lovely parable and I’ll leave it here.

The old farmer said, “Well, as I see it, Donald Trump is like a ‘post tortoise.'”  Not being familiar with the term, the doctor asked him what a ‘post tortoise’ was.

The old farmer said, “When you’re driving down a country road and you come across a fence post with a tortoise balanced on top, that’s a post tortoise.” The old farmer saw the puzzled look at the doctor’s face so he continued to explain.  “You know he didn’t get up there by himself, he doesn’t belong up there, he doesn’t know what to do while he’s up there, he’s elevated beyond his ability to function, and you just wonder what dumb ass put him up there in the first place.”

 

Day 20: A Day in the Life of COVID-19

Normal warning: These posts are not to entertain.  They’re to put a pin in my sanity.  If you want funny, please head off to credit.

In a bunch of unpleasant ways, COVID-19 became very real yesterday.  It reached out its tentacles and brushed up against my leg.  It’s been an abstraction of data.  Now, the damn thing has names and faces.  It sucks.

I unfollowed some economists I followed for years this morning.  Nothing personal, but when they’re posting links to projections — from respectable people! — of total societal collapse and the end of the modern world at 6:30am (London School of Economics), I just can’t.   6:30am is too early in the day for that.  Also, I’m not convinced of total societal collapse, no matter how fascinated I am with the concept of the end of everything and the ruins left behind.

Leave it for science fiction, guys.

My big nerve-wracking worry today is the utter mess the rollout of the SBA CARES Loans program.  Late last night, recruiters were on several DC-area tech slacks pleading for network engineers to help them.  That didn’t… inspire confidence.  I don’t think they’re ready.  I’m afraid this whole program will implode and small companies (like ours) won’t get their loan to cover payroll for the next 8 weeks.

From a purely moral stance, because health insurance is tied to employment, it behooves the government to get that money into small company hands as fast as possible and cover those payroll costs.  The more people on payroll == the more people on health insurance == the fewer people might die.  Even without the health insurance tied to employment, keeping people on payroll means fewer on unemployment, more people who can pay their mortgages and rent, less fallout across the economy, faster recovery.

So I’m worried about the rollout of this.  It is mission-critical.  It has to succeed.  But I have zero confidence the SBA can pull this off, even with offloading much of it to the banks themselves.  Last year, they processed, I think, 22B in loans over the entire year.  They’re asked to process 350B in a week.

Wring hands.  Wring hands.

On a completely side topic, I am still learning Rust!  I’m working through this Udemy class.  It went from talking about building methods on structs and me nodding along and going ok this seems straight forward to whipping out folds.  My brain imploded.  I’m like, dude.  Dude.  DUDE.  You need to warn someone and prep them emotionally before we jump from normal function signatures to then building them into a recursive fold.  There are laws.  There are rules.  There are forms of niceties!  One does not just…

And last but not least… Animal Crossing.  I do not like the Bunny Day event in Animal Crossing.  The eggs are annoying. The recipes are all ugly.  I’d never use them in anything.  Bleh.

Day 19: A Day in the Life of COVID-19

Normal warning: These posts are not to entertain.  They’re to put a pin in my sanity.  If you want funny, please head off to reddit.

6.6M unemployment claims in a week.  10M in two weeks.  That’s winning, right?  That’s so much winning, we’re all going to get tired of winning.  We’re making America great again, right?

But it’s all ok!  You know why?  Because it’s infrastructure week.  

I don’t know what today’s new line from the propaganda machines will be, what with the insane jobless claims.  I know yesterday’s was ludicrous: because 2.2M people could die but only 100K-240K will die, then millions of people are saved!  Heroes!

Can you imagine 100,00-240,000 people dead in the span of a month?  That’s more people than the Vietnam War and the Korean War put together.  At once. In body bags on the side of the road.  Live on TV.  24/7.  For weeks.

Of course, as we all know, as long as this is blue state unemployment and blue state Americans dying and blue state Americans suffering, it’s all good.  We only govern now for the part of the country that comports most closely to our political alignment.  We don’t care about the part that doesn’t contribute to our campaigns or vote for our candidates. How very James Buchanan of Trump.

The Financial Times — I cannot find the article now, unfortunately, it’s lost in my twitter stream — had an interesting article this morning.  How countries respond to the virus has little to do with money or preparedness, but has to do with how well people trust their government and how well their government runs.  And if you look at the graphs, those with working governments are conquering this thing.  The US is running straight on the exponential curve.

This pandemic is turning me into a die-hard Medicare for All person.  I wasn’t before this.  I have always been on the public option train.  But with 10 million unemployed — and I assume, 10 million thrown off their health insurance — getting sick, unable to go to the hospital, dying in their homes… it’s a catastrophe.  It’s an unimaginable human rights catastrophe.  And then what?  10 million people all trying to find a job at the same time?  How does that work?

I cannot imagine how this is all going to shake out.  Wages are never going to go back to what they were.  Economists who would never use the word depression are now using the word depression.  I’m still not convinced, but with the lack of leadership, I can see this getting worse and worse.  There’s no way out with Trump at the top.

I woke up at 3am with a total panic attack.  I’m not sleeping.

Meanwhile, everyone, go watch Tiger King.

Day 18: A Day in the Life of COVID-19

Normal warning: These posts are not to entertain.  They’re to put a pin in my sanity.  If you want funny, please head off to reddit.

If you want to know where we are on Day 18, go read this.  I’ll be here when you come back.

Trump was dealt a pretty decent hand of cards when he started in 2017.  Well-staffed administration, all the parts in place, people like Mattis as Defense Secretary, Gottlieb at the FDA.  He’s squandered it all. Trump fired all the competent people.  He threw crucial reports in the trash.

In the end, Trump is nothing more than a reality show host, a washed up, C-list celebrity on his best days. In his mind, there is no past and there is no future.  There’s only winning the present.  Getting through the challenge to the judging in the end of the day, screwing over some other contestant, and winning the judgment to play another round.  As long as the ratings are good, he gets to come back and play the game.

But a global pandemic is not a reality show.  It’s real.  People are really dying.  Body bags are really piling up.  Cobo Arena in Detroit is now a makeshift hospital.  To stop the mayhem, it required competence.  Not like… amazing.  Not great.  But straight up basic managerial competence.  He needed to:

  • Listen to the reports on what needed to be done.
  • Ask how to get people the people/process/things they needed.
  • Make sure whatever needed to get funded got funded.
  • Get out of the way.

Wash and repeat.  That’s it.  And he did none of these things.  And this left us with the spectacle yesterday of him going on TV and saying that 100,000-250,000 absolutely will die in the next two weeks and that is a best estimate.  And now that it is hitting his voters — that’s right, it’s killing rich white people — he’s all contrite.  He says he’ll even swear off tweeting!

Holy shit, no tweeting!  (That will last a whole 24 hours.)

That’s right.  The Federal Government didn’t spring into action until they realized the virus doesn’t care if you’re white or not.  When it was deep in mixed-race American cities, who cares about those people.  Now that it’s killing white people in Florida and Texas?  GASP.

Here’s a good example for posterity of the level of stupid going on at the top levels — the US Government asked for a shipment of PPE from Thailand.  Except, at the same time, USAID sent a shipment of PPE… to Thailand.  Turns out, USAID has sent out millions of tons of PPE to other countries while Governors here, in the US, screamed that their front line folks were dying.

We’re dealing with absolute madness.

I was listening to Hacks on Tap this morning and they were talking about how some of Trump’s comments will stick with him for a long time. And when we’re talking a long time, we’re talking decades.  Centuries.  Two hundred years from now, someone will do their PhD dissertation just on his tweets during the winter and spring of 2020 along.

Trump always wanted to be remembered through history.  Congratulations, dude.  You are now a world historical figure.  For managing to kill half a million of your own population through sheer negligence.

Anyway.

  • Still working out.
  • Still playing Animal Crossing.
  • I’ve removed almost all my iPad tappy tappy games.
  • Still working, believe it or not.
  • Took a Mucinex DM this morning and feeling loopy but not coughy.
  • Going slowly insane.

Day 17: A Day in the Life of COVID-19

Normal warning: These posts are not to entertain.  They’re to put a pin in my sanity.  If you want funny, please head off to reddit.

I feel terrible.  It’s absolutely not COVID-19.  Nope, it’s something far more pedestrian: allergies.

Between the pollen and the stress, I’ve picked up a persistent cough.  My left sinus went berserk.  It’s moved from the problematic when I go outside point to the allergy meds aren’t touching it point.  We’re moving to the sudafed and mucinex DM, but these hammer my ability to sit upright.   Something is outside having sex and it’s killing me.

I’m refusing to clog up the system and use telemedicine with my pedestrian crap.  I’m also intent on pushing through.  But I’m swaying slightly.

Hogan issued a stay-at-home order yesterday.  We were already staying at home and going out as little as possible.  When the order went out, they pushed it to all cellphones on the public emergency system.  Every device in the house went off at once. It scared the hell out of me.  I thought we were being alerted to a nuclear launch, on top of everything else.

That’s where nerves are at these days.  How could it get worse?  My brain goes.  Phone goes off with a siren.  Me: “Oh, look, nuclear launch.”

Different topic.

Walking the dog this morning, we noticed people are throwing their rubber medicinal gloves on the side of the road.  They’re not bothering to put them in the trash (where they belong).  We’re happy people have discovered gloves, but come on.  Yes, we’re in a global pandemic, but are we so selfish we throw our gloves on the ground when we’re done with them?  They don’t biodegrade.

The rubber gloves on the ground summed up everything that’s going wrong with this pandemic for me.  There’s no sense that we’re all in this together.  It’s all us and them, and someone else will come along and pick your filthy, disease-ridden glove off the ground for you later.

We have partisanship infecting individual responses.  It’s a hoax or the libs just want to destroy the economy or whatever today’s conspiracy theory is.  The right wing echo chamber pushes out all inconvenience facts and echoes in their ears whatever is comfortable and comforting.  Now we have this epistemic gap that is causing a public health menace.  People will die — are dying — because we’re committed to this fuck you, I’m going to throw my gloves on the curb mindset.

For what?  Ratings?  Advertising dollars?

Meanwhile the rest of us are locked in our homes (see above Hogan order) for longer and longer because these people won’t listen and perpetuate the disease.

Anyway. Back to work.

 

Day 16: A Day in the Life of COVID-19

Normal warning: These posts are not to entertain.  They’re to put a pin in my sanity.  If you want funny, please head off to reddit.

I’m sitting out on my deck and it’s absolutely gorgeous out here.  60-some degrees, clear skies, light breeze. Birds are chirping.  Trees are covered in buds.  First round of early spring flowers came and went. You’d never know that Hogan ordered a stay-at-home order to stop the spread of the virus today.

Today’s theme is “having issues with anxiety.”  Feeling tired all the time, utterly strung out, not sleeping well anxiety.  Having a hard time anxiety.

Some of it is from news.  Things like “GOP Plows Forward with Plans to Kill Obamacare.”  Really?  That’s what you care about right now?  Taking away people’s health care during a global pandemic?  Or the “hey only 100-200K people are going to die go us USA USA USA.”

Alot of it is work, which is fueled by anxiety++.  The more object-oriented version of anxiety, where you can inherit anxiety from macro anxiety-producing sources.

Alot of it is deep uncertainty because no one has any idea how this is all going to end.

Some of it from the proximity to NYC.  It hasn’t reached friend-of-a-friend death yet, but it’s reached acquaintance-of-acquaintance.  Brother in Law and his wife are in Brooklyn hunkered down.  Worried about everyone in all our fine East Coast cities.

A dash is exposing myself to stupid during an anxiety-fueled time which I honestly don’t need and shouldn’t do.

I mean, shit like this makes me think that we’re going to be trapped here forever.  Dear God.  “Right-Wing Performance Art.”  These people are killing other people.  It’s never going to end.

I could get on telemedicine and try to get some pills but then I’m taking resources from people who need them, so I will stick with boxed wine.  And I’m not convinced I need them, honestly, when I can jack up my workouts like crazy.

Which I have done.

Speaking of which, I have worked out so much to control my anxiety that the ass in my jeans is loose. I have lost tangible inches on my tights and butt from the zillions of squat reps.  My pants fit weird. I could douse myself in pure milk chocolate and not put on weight.  It’s so bad, my left knee went hey, remember me? this morning while I was doing hills on the bike.  I’m going to rig up Ring-Fit to do Arms/Chest/Abs for the rest of the week until my knee plays nicely again.

I’m still playing Animal Crossing.  You should, too.

I pulled the first hydroponically-grown peppers off the plant yesterday.  Initial experiment: success.

I need to, like, do things.  Hobbies sprouting like weeds.

Day 15: A Day in the Life of COVID-19

Normal warning: These posts are not to entertain.  They’re to put a pin in my sanity.  If you want funny, please head off to reddit.

Good news!  If you’re hoping — yearning — for a massive political alignment in US politics, then you’re in for a treat!  It’s definitely going to happen!  What that political alignment looks like is an excellent question, but there is 0 percent chance the current two parties will look like the same two parties 2, 3, 4 years from now.  They might look the same right now, but times, they are a changin’.

I suspect, even if he does not become president, Bernie Sanders will win in the end.  But those are my suspicions and not a fact.

I’m a big student of US History.  I have a bookcase dedicated to dead tree copies of Revolutionary War books, more books stashed in other bookcases, and then a Kindle full of more.  It’s useful to pull Howard Zinn’s A People’s History of the United States right about now.

I’m hovering somewhere between Schopenhauer (not my dog, the philosopher) and Nietzsche on the “time is a flat circle” — between the will and the self, being bound to the eternal circle and able to get off it.   Are we trapped forever revisiting the past?  Does the past simply cast such a long shadow over the present that we feel like we’re repeating failed lessons? Does it matter?

The closest analog to where we are today is not the Great Depression.  The world kept moving during the Great Depression.  As terrible as it was, you could still go out to eat.  The closest analogy to where we are today is the Civil War.

The depths of the Civil War is the last time we had this truly Federal emergency and the enemy was on our shores.  It was the last time we had this push and pull of philosophies until the whole thing unraveled, and the philosophies of one region hardened against the philosophies of the other.  It was the last time we shut down economies of entire regions.

It was the last time we had mass death and maiming in the United States.

Putting aside slavery for a moment (difficult, yeah, talking about the Civil War), the situation is much the same, but with war instead of plague.  Two very different national parties emerged from the wreckage.  A different country emerged.  We even changed our name from “These United States” to “The United States.”  Industries disrupted.  People out of work countrywide.  Communities struggling to cope with the aftermath of widespread death, disease, and dismemberment.

The COVID-19 projections board is projecting 81,000 deaths.  And the Government says 100K to 200K.  With the ultra-libertarian “fuck you” politics of the South (sans Virginia), I’ll be surprised if it’s that low.  Not to mention the millions of people who have permanent health scarring from this thing.  We’re looking at Civil War-like death here.

I’m not saying we’re about to pull together armies and start shooting each other — although at this point, I take nothing off the table.  We were a loose confederation of states that we thought of as the United States before the Civil War, and we were America afterward.

The Great Depression had a massive political realignment as well.  We do see echoes of it in our current world.  (Go read Barbara Tuchman’s A Proud Tower to see echoes of our world in the world of 1890-1915, and then read Zinn to fill in the years, and see how it is us.)  Before the Great Depression, the only touch normal people had with the Federal Government was the Post Office. Afterward, it was everywhere, in everything.  The Democrats became the party of “the people” (with some old, crazy, Southern stragglers) and the Republicans became the party of business.

We’ve tilted way too far into the party of business.  The realignment will be around the people.

I know, Howard Zinn is too left wing, blahdy blahdy blaaaah.  I have not read it, but James McPhearson’s book “Battle Cry” is supposedly the best single-volume history of the Civil War.  We’re all locked in our houses so… book club time?

A few other things:

  • We’re going to try D&D over various streaming tools and see how that goes.
  • I acquired a recipe for wooden table in Animal Crossing.  I am unreasonably excited about my wooden table DIY recipe. It’s near impossible to get a good table in that game.  I’ll be making and sending them out.
  • I also caught a sturgeon this morning!
  • I spent another hour deep in a Rust online class.  Man, that language has opinions about code.  Yikes.  I think I’m getting the general hang of it and then I hit traits and my brain melts.   However, I am convinced it’s a superior C/C++ even with the little I’ve played with it and those are my main jam.  I’m reading every “rust gamedev” thing I can find.
  • I need to spend some quality time with my Russian lessons.  Spending deep focus time with Russian is hard.  There’s too much crazy in the world.

Day 14: A Day in the Life of COVID-19

Normal warning: These posts are not to entertain.  They’re to put a pin in my sanity.  If you want funny, please head off to reddit.

14 days!  14 days!!!  This is insane.  14 days!!! It’s thunderstorming outside, so there is no chance of deck time or a walk or anything.  Locked inside another day.  14 days!!!

At least another 14 days to go.  Sorry, Trumpster, this won’t be over by Easter.

No one resorted to cannibalism.  Yet.  Although we are eating chicken poppers and cheese fries for lunch.  That’s close to cannibalism… if we’re chickens.

With all of us stuck in the house, the house gets filthy quick.  I accelerated my vacuuming schedule.  Even once a week, it’s pulling enormous hairballs out of the carpet.  What I’d do without the Dyson stick vacuum, I don’t know.  It’s a lifesaver.

My frugalness is a saving grace in all this.

I received the update for Ring-Fit and tried to play the rhythm game.  The word here is “tried.”  I failed.  Horribly.  On novice.  Here I was dying with the overhead wide squats but oh no.  That rhythm game is out to kill me.  The new jogging mode feels half-completed.  I suspect that update was due in two months and Nintendo rushed it.  That’s ok.  I still have planks.

Animal Crossing continues to be a thing.

We’re going to play another chapter in 7th Continent this afternoon.  It’s fun!  We haven’t died!  Yet!  We will probably die today!  Yay!

Trump’s approval ratings took a 13% nosedive, and they’re on a 4-5 day lag.  Good.  His last 36% support will support him until they, too, start getting sick and dying.  Then hopefully the support under him will collapse.  The guy deserves whatever is waiting for him on the other side of this, and it’s not reelection.  He’s flying to Norfolk for a photo op and the Government of Virginia is trying to kick him out.  Right now.

I am getting concerned about this pattern of states closing borders to other states.  Will there be a United States after this?

Later when this is all over, I will talk about work.  Sitting at the pinnacle of a small company with the economy shut off has been… a horrible education.  Something I never want to learn again.  My anxiety hovers somewhere between “maybe this will be ok” and “OH MY FUCKING GOD” 24/7.  If I was a money packrat before… I’m turning into that cartoon from the Great Depression of a guy stuffing 20s into his mattress.

Scattered thoughts today.  I feel burned out.  Maybe something more coherent tomorrow.

Day 13: A Day in the Life of COVID-19

Normal warning: These posts are not to entertain.  They’re to put a pin in my sanity.  If you want funny, please head off to reddit.

The name of the game, and the lynchpin in my sanity, is exercising. I have been exercising so much lately I’m running up all these rewards on my Apple Watch.  Without it, I would be a ball of anxiety curled up in a corner and rocking back and forth slowly.

I have three outs for exercising:

  • Ring-Fit in the basement.  I have cranked Ring-Fit’s intensity up to “insane.”  I have done more squats doing Ring-Fit the last two weeks than I have done in my entire life.  Overhead wide-squats.
  • Recumbent Bike.  I had to swap out my precious spin bike for a recumbent bike because old, but I have it set on hills and then go to town for a half hour.  I have it set to about as hard as I can tolerate.
  • Walking the dog.  Because the dog needs walking.

This has helped keep the wheels on the bus of my sanity.  Otherwise, I’d be non-functional.

The birds are out in force.  With no cars on the road and less pollution, the trees are coming in greener than last year, the flowers blooming a bit better, and the birds are out in force.  Today is likely bird feeder day.  The cardinals have been hanging around the deck giving me expectant looks so we’ll feed them.  Even walking around the block with the dog this morning, I spotted a good six different species of bird.  No car noise to chase them away, so they’re taking up residence in all the trees.

To get birdcam back out, I need to rebuild the model.  My model last year had like a 60% precision and that’s awful for an ML model.  So I’m going to go back to the drawing board and re-read all the tensorflow/keras walkthroughs on object recognition.  I’ll likely run the model direct off the rpi instead of running it in EC2 to keep my costs down.  I’ll still leverage S3 for image storage, though, since it’s cheaper than food.

I haven’t done tons with my hydroponics setup.  It’s hard to focus on electronics with everything going on.  Or, more to the point, not going on, what with everyone waiting to get sick and maybe die.

I’m still learning Russian but that’s starting to slow what with being distracted all the time.

Eric scored 18 rolls of toilet paper yesterday.  I considered briefly selling them on the black toilet paper market.

I’m getting bored enough to want to write but now is not the time for funny jokes about murder hobos.

The Federal Government is worse than inept.  We’d be better off if we were 50 separate countries at this point.  I’m starting to worry about Detroit and SE Michigan in general.   There’s a letter going around stating that some hospitals are already moving to “comfort care” (ie morphine) for COVID-19.  So yeah, congrats guys, you’re going to kill off people with your horribleness.

Day 12: A Day in the Life of COVID-19

Normal warning: These posts are not to entertain.  They’re to put a pin in my sanity.  If you want funny, please head off to reddit.

I have this bizarre technical issue with WordPress where it occasionally eats my post.  I may rethink my workflow and move to MarsEdit (which I have) instead of the WordPress site.

The Trumpster hates the Priorities USA “I don’t take responsibility” ad.  He’s been sending takedown notices to get it off TV (which infringe on freedom of speech).  To do my part for God and Country, here it is. It’s 16 seconds long but it packs a punch.

The unemployment statistics came out at it’s 3.3M in a week.  Mnuchin went on CNBC and said this gem:

“I just think these numbers right now are not relevant. Whether they’re bigger or smaller in the short term… the good thing about this bill is, the president is protecting these people.”

This country — and this Administration — lacks both empathy and a moral center.  There’s no acknowledgment of the pain this is causing.  They somehow have it in their heads this only affects their opponent’s voters.  Tanking the economy to own the libs.

This is, without a doubt, the single biggest failure in US History.  The enemy is here, in the house, and it’s unclear what we as a nation even cares about.

As for the bill… the bill is garbage.  It’s small, it’s stingy, it will help very few small businesses or individuals.  We’re patting ourselves on the back for not giving Trump a $500B slush fund to spend on himself, but that’s about all there is in that thing.  It’s a conservative bill and it goes nowhere near far enough.  It’s a failure, and it hasn’t been signed yet.  Ugh.

No sign of this thing abating.  We’ve passed the 1000 tracked death mark, and we’re massively undercounting.  70K cases identified, and testing has hardly begun.  Still looks like exponential growth.  I follow Infection 2020 and we’ve identified 14,000 new cases in the last 24 hours.  Sheer madness.

I have this sentiment analysis thing from Grammarly and it tells me I sound sad and disappointed.  So there you go.  Right from the AI to you.  Thank you AI bot, for telling me the obvious.  Our robot future, ladies and gentlemen.

I’m still working.

I’m still living in terror.

Time to go play Animal Crossing.

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