"You'll be a lot less concerned with what others think of you once you realize how seldom they actually do." David Foster Wallace I was at a party recently that was populated almost entirely by Branch Covidians. It was not by choice. Listening to most of the conversations it struck me how much their Covid experience has become the entire…
"You'll be a lot less concerned with what others think of you once you realize how seldom they actually do." David Foster Wallace I was at a party recently that was populated almost entirely by Branch Covidians. It was not by choice. Listening to most of the conversations it struck me how much their Covid experience has become the entire meaning of their lives. There were discussions ad nauseum about which booster they got. Which retail establishments do the best job forcing masks on their customers. How stupid the anti-vaxxers are etc. It was little more than a gigantic, self-soothing, narcissistic bubble. I got the sense that they would have no life if their covid experience was somehow taken away. Mostly it was just one-dimensional and very boring. I don't think a lot of them are ever coming back.
I attended a small gathering, all were Covid drones like that--people who probably were once kind and interesting, now numb, soulless, and stripped of humanity. But one wasn't chiming in (nor was I), and she limped. When asked why, she sweetly said she had been injured by the Covid vax and her doctors had no idea how to help her. The others showed only minimal sympathy or interest before changing the subject to, of course, a child who got long Covid. Later they starting going on, in front of her, about how great the vaxx passports are. I was horrified and changed the subject. She was really sweet and hugged me goodbye. That hug, to me, carried a lot of meaning. This whole trip, people have been really weird about hugs, and here was this person who had lost her mobility but not her heart.
"You'll be a lot less concerned with what others think of you once you realize how seldom they actually do." David Foster Wallace I was at a party recently that was populated almost entirely by Branch Covidians. It was not by choice. Listening to most of the conversations it struck me how much their Covid experience has become the entire meaning of their lives. There were discussions ad nauseum about which booster they got. Which retail establishments do the best job forcing masks on their customers. How stupid the anti-vaxxers are etc. It was little more than a gigantic, self-soothing, narcissistic bubble. I got the sense that they would have no life if their covid experience was somehow taken away. Mostly it was just one-dimensional and very boring. I don't think a lot of them are ever coming back.
I attended a small gathering, all were Covid drones like that--people who probably were once kind and interesting, now numb, soulless, and stripped of humanity. But one wasn't chiming in (nor was I), and she limped. When asked why, she sweetly said she had been injured by the Covid vax and her doctors had no idea how to help her. The others showed only minimal sympathy or interest before changing the subject to, of course, a child who got long Covid. Later they starting going on, in front of her, about how great the vaxx passports are. I was horrified and changed the subject. She was really sweet and hugged me goodbye. That hug, to me, carried a lot of meaning. This whole trip, people have been really weird about hugs, and here was this person who had lost her mobility but not her heart.