Graybyrd's Quick and Dirty
Thu, 06 Aug 2020
Read that any way you like: numb to rhyme with dumb or number to rhyme both with dumber and... number counts: horrific death tolls that now splash off our minds like cow piss off a flat rock. Yeh, a big mess with no end. The effect of so much incredible, meaning not credible, horrific news cascades down on us, we're like that flat rock. We don't just get worn down. We become insensate; we shut down. Numb and dumb like that rock. Dumb as in struck dumb, silent, wordless, paralyzed.
Can anyone imagine 1,000 deaths a day? An American dying every 80 seconds, the statistics say? What macabre soul sits with a calculator and punches in death numbers to divide by hours, minutes, and seconds?
But it's a fact. Not a Republican "alternative fact," but one of those hard statistical facts that makes a person a "liberal" for believing in facts despite not wanting to.
How, Donald? Just how is a highly infectious disease that has exponentially spread across the entire nation and now affects millions of us going to just... go away? Explain that!
But no, Trump explains nothing. Because he understands nothing. He's expecting high praise because millions of us will not have sickened and died before the November election. We've lost less than two hundred thousand Americans instead of two million. Great job, Donald!
Yes, Donald, it is what it is. And future historians will give you credit for it. All of it.
Advanced age brings a certain privilege of commentary. Whether these are the sage words of a wise old man, or the mumbled ramblings of an old fool ... are left to the reader. This is my work in progress. These are Graynote's diary pages.
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