I was a little busy this week. I’ll be a little busy next week. And the week after. It’s a good busy, but it is busy busy busy busy and I feel drained and it feels like something crawled into my brainmeats and died. People know what the job is, now. Onboarding is hard.
I never got around to reading War and Peace — it’s on the list, and it might be higher now for Reasons — but I saw this quote from it the other day:
With the enemy’s approach to Moscow, the Moscovites’ view of their situation did not grow more serious but on the contrary became even more frivolous, as always happens with people who see a great danger approaching. At the approach of danger there are always two voices that speak with equal power in the human soul: one very reasonably tells a man to consider the nature of the danger and the means of escaping it; the other, still more reasonably, says that it is too depressing and painful to think of the danger, since it is not in man’s power to foresee everything and avert the general course of events, and it is therefore better to disregard what is painful till it comes, and to think about what is pleasant. In solitude a man generally listens to the first voice, but in society to the second. So it was now with the inhabitants of Moscow. It was long since people had been as gay in Moscow as that year.
Napoleon is on the march. He’s burning his way through Europe. He’s headed toward Moscow. He’s a clear and present danger. And when Napoleon arrives in Moscow, he and his army will kill everyone and burn the city to the ground.
Do the Moscovites’ prepare for the coming onslaught? No, of course not. They party. The closer Napoleon comes, the more they party.
War and Peace is the entire American answer to… all of 2020, really. There’s the oncoming onslaught. The right thing to do is prepare for it. But preparing for it is too hard, too painful, too much to think about. Let’s instead it will simply go away one day — it will just disappear, like a miracle — and go party instead. Maybe Napoleon will change his mind?
Like everyone else, I thought Biden’s speech last night was good. He was angry, which came as a surprise. Uncle Joe is never angry, not like that. But he was angry for all of us. He’s offended that anyone sat aside and let the virus harm Americans. It offends him deep in his core.
It does help that Trump went out of his way to set all these expectations about Biden’s compromised brain. Biden’s brain is not compromised (he is a bit slower now, though), he has a stutter. But we don’t let those details get in the way of Trump. So Trump set these expectations and lowered expectations for Biden immensely and then Biden sailed over them and now, well, Trump has to pass his own bar. Which he won’t.
Trump’s spell is starting to break. The Democrats no longer fear his twitter feed, and the Never Trumpers are right behind. Once the fear is gone, he’s nothing but a crazy, ranting old man.
I’m cheesed at the Biden-Harris store right now because they will not sell me a magnet. I’ll need to get a sticker pack and hang it in a clip instead. Dammit. I’m not going to just donate money. I require swag in return.
- 69,604,861 tests completed
- 5,553,197 positive cases
- 176,372 dead from COVID-19
- 103,317 cases in MD, 3,781 dead
- 1 in 77 people have it in Howard County, MD
We’re getting all the school emails and yes, it’s remote learning for a month and then re-evaluate. We’re going to be hyper strict about school this fall, and use the big white board to track assignments and classes. It happens at the desk, dressed, ready to go, with camera on. This will be… horrible.