Now That The W.H.O (World Health Organization) Has Stated The Obvious …

What has actually changed in our lives?

The virus has still been out in the world since at least early January. Panic-buying toilet paper is still a thing. People are still dying, sadly. Others are still recovering, an impressive 80-88% of them, and some are not even feeling ill.

World governments will probably/hopefully now institute the measures that needed to have been in place from the beginning.

This virus still remains something that we as a species have never been exposed to before, but as climatic regions continue to be in flux there will be a great many things we will encounter that will challenge us equally. The impact of those challenges will depend on how we choose to engage with them.

So, for this one, don’t breathe on more people than necessary and don’t let ’em breathe on you. Do the social distancing tango and wash your hands regularly. Check on your neighbours, from a distance, and make sure they’re doing OK. Nothing fancy, just a ‘Hi, how are you doing?’ will suffice.

Many thanks to Dr John Campbell for his daily, factual, no-nonsense, updates.

Stay informed, and stay safe, my friends.

This is Dr Campbell’s latest video.

I Read A Book Last Night

I know! Wild, huh?

It wasn’t anything special, a ‘soft SF’ – meaning a story set in a science-fictionalised universe, but focusing on the characters and not so much on technology, or ‘hard SF’. (a broad description of the two terms but accurate enough for my purpose) – but I enjoyed it … and that got me to thinking.

Since my ‘unmotivation singularity’¬†epiph, (which is the past-tense-adjective-dangling-participle-with-a-side-order-of-curds-and-whey-broken-motivator, of ‘epiphany’) I’ve been focused on The Wunder-Lusters stuff, and Corvid-19-proofing our home/lives as much as I can. It’s not that I expect to catch the virus, or die if I do, it’s more that I don’t trust my species not to act like chooks with their heads cut off in the coming few months and thereby spreading the little greeblies far further, and swifter, than they otherwise might get.

One human = perfectly sane (relatively speaking) … a gaggle of humans = a fear-filled, out-of-control mob. Not always, of course, but far more often throughout our bloodied history than probably any of us are comfortable acknowledging.

Anyway, back to my epiph … because I thoroughly enjoyed the experience of reading words on a page, all lined up in a comprehendable¬† (t’is too a real word … now) and pleasing-to-the eye, order, I felt the stirrings of a desire to get back to my own comprehendable, and pleasing-to-the eye, ordering of words upon a page.

So come Monday there shall be great loin-girding here upon Widder Island, and writing of my books shall recommence!

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And for those of you who missed out on the truly spectacular magnificence that was The Far Side, fear not, for his Eternal Magnificence, Gary Larson, has consented to bring back his Good Works and display them online … every day … for free.

My favourite one ever, (I’m eagerly waiting for it to show up in the daily selection) is of a bunch of animals, including a giraffe, riding along in a convertible. (just go with it) The animal driving sees a low clearance bridge ahead and yells to the others, “Duck!” … The giraffe looks up, and, of course, says, “Where?” An old joke but in Gary’s hands, a work of art.

Go forth, oh Fallen Acolytes, and rejoice again! … seriously, if you love slightly twisty, frequently insanely twisty, yet brilliant ‘toons, go check out The Far Side.