This pigeon reminded me of me during the first lockdown when I spent all my “fresh air” moments either on my balcony or up on my rooftop. Now we have partial confinement until after the next long weekend December 6-8th, not allowed to travel out of our municipalities, restaurants and non-essential shops closing at 6 pm, curfew between 10 pm and 7 am. I’m good with that. Hope it helps. How are the Covid rules where you are?
Well it would be, wouldn’t it? 😉 Anyhow, check this out. I was feeling particularly annoyed with selfish assholes who think they are entitled to do whatever they want because, well, they’re selfish assholes. So I put up this tweet and somehow it has garnered over 150 likes – more than I’ve ever had ever. Also got a whack of new followers, but they’ll probably unfollow after they realise I am mostly talking about tapas and wine.
Look, I get that we are all suffering from Covid fatigue. But I’ll tell you what’s worse than Covid fatigue. No, it’s not actually dying yourself (because then you’d only suffer until you die) but having someone, or many someones, you love die. Between US Thanksgiving and Christmas things are looking pretty scary.
A twitter pal of mine posted this today. No comment necessary really, other to say that most people aren’t even ISOLATING anymore, not like we did in the first few months. They just can’t go to the gym, the pub or go home for Christmas (blah blah blah). And they are still whinging and whining.
Those of you who know me also know that there are probably not many other people you know who LOVE the Christmas season as much as I do. This isn’t because of all the happy memories of Christmases past… in fact it’s the opposite. It’s because I never had any nice Christmas memories growing up, so when I left home at the ripe old age of 15 I decided to start making my own traditions. And Christmas became MY THING. And OMG I love it, not as a religious holiday but kind of based on the concept of the birth of Jesus being a metaphor for the birth of compassion in the world. Not a GOD, but just a person like us. So I always made sure to make a big fuss over everything about celebrating the birth of compassion, and yeah, also love the lights, the songs, the movies, the everything. Don’t care too much about gifts, but again, that is another expression of appreciating the people we love, and letting them know, so that’s cool too.
Thing is, this year is different. Really different. We have constantly seen catastrophes happening around us because people will JUST NOT LET GO of the idea that they can’t do things like they have always done. First it was that they NEEDED their summer holidays (who the fuck travels abroad ON HOLIDAY during a global pandemic??) and as a result of people not staying put we are experiencing a killer second wave of this fucking virus. And don’t even get me started on non-maskers and “herd immunity” assholes and people who have still had big weddings, birthdays, etc. Anyhow, now it’s coming up to Christmas and my Twitter feed is full of people talking about getting home for the holidays and I am like WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK??
Have people learned NOTHING?? Here we are in Spain not allowed to travel outside our own municipalities, with a curfew from 10pm to 7am, and yet they are still allowing tourists in and out?? This also goes for people who live here and have family elsewhere (or vice versa), somehow thinking that their family gathering is worth more than the safety and lives of others, that THEIR situation is the exception. This is the exact opposite of what Christmas should be about because this isn’t about giving or sharing or caring, it’s about selfish personal desire, and then just doing what you want at the possibly horrific expense of others. Honestly, I despair.