Wow- this was written pretty exactly a year ago and I never posted it and so I’m doing it now, just because it’s a nice little capsule of time and also I seem so level headed about the whole thing. This past year I’ve become a ball of rage which has mostly but not exclusively been directed at the fucking idiot that was our last president, the assholes that won’t wear masks, and people that park too close to me in the parking lot. It’s been a real rollercoaster:
I was driving around and a funny/poignant blog title came into my head, and I don’t think this is it. So, here i am in Tucson still. I meant to leave at the end of March, so I’m not off schedule, but now with Covid-19 I feel trapped and stuck. And the end of March isn’t even here yet. The goal was to leave at the end of this month, go to Baja for a house sit and now that’s not happening so I rented an airbnb til the end of April, to be in place and ‘see where this all goes’. But after listening to every episode of the Daily, it’s clear that with the current administration and maybe generally our style of government this will drag on in a patchwork fashion for at least a year or year and a half. I would like the government to declare Martial Law for two weeks to one month and get this thing quickly under control. This is probably an unpopular opinion because everyone in America hates military intervention and wants to self govern to an early grave.
Also, while I’m not ready for my trip to be over by any means, I feel a pull to be back in VA while this all goes down and so I’m looking for a place so I can return for a bit. In the mean time, I’m staying inside and then going for walks in the evening to neighborhoods that are empty or with wide enough streets for me to easily distance myself from any passers by. Which is not happening throughout Tucson. It’s not necessarily business as usual but it’s not really that empty either.