I think it's fizzled. Any enthusiasm I had for doing my bit and staying at home is gone. I stay at home anyway. I've been at home today. Yesterday, I went to another friend's house, but this person did not let me in their house. I did some work for them.
Australia has managed to control the virus, but I think Australia will have some issues with economy. I think that the people who need to pay off houses, and who earn millions, will have troubled, stressful times. The Prime Minister talked about mortgage and tenancy agreements, but the dialogue can change. Soon they'll be talking about economic responsibility and survival of the fittest. Fuck, I shouldn't say it, because I actually predicted a pandemic. I didn't predict that everything would close down. I just thought we'd have lines going out of the grocery store and people would wear masks. This is weird, I suppose. I read it in a book.
You have to understand, nothing really has changed for me. There's more people exercising outside, because the gyms are closed, but I just stay at home. There is the fact I'm studying from home, which is a change. However, with university holidays, half the year I am at home too.
When this all started, I was sure it was only a matter of time before everyone was going to catch COVID-19, and I'd get it, and I'd stay at home, and if things got bad, I'd call for a ambulance. However, Australia is not going to have that, it somewhat looks like.
It's a blessing, because who wants a city where everyone is walking around knowing, "I have no mum now." "I lost a young work colleague." Or "I have to be careful with him, because he lost a work colleague." It's not a good thing to have, people with that burden.
Oh, probably the worst thing about this is the painful ads. They are of these gimps humiliating themselves on national television, by saying, "Oh, this is a hard time." You are soft, have soft lives, and you have to advertise it? I wouldn't show my face in a public forum, if I were you.
The worst ads are the Telcos, and Insurance Agencies, though. These ads are sentimental and designed to be affronting, insensitive, and self-serving, commercial, and sedating (unscrupulous in these times, hey?) - in the face of what could have potentially been terrible. A sound clip of mockery to suffering. I'd say these people should get what they deserve, but they already have. Enjoy what you have, with your Trump worldliness and equally Trump intelligence, Lord knows you understand very little, and will die understanding very little. Be comfortable. Be blind.
I'm just chilling though. I did that work yesterday for that friend. My other friend distanced from me, but still he goes through a drive thru a million times a week. You aren't going to catch it from this old soldier. You will pick it up from Joe Slop with his adolescence and grease-exacerbated acne wrapping your burger. However, people did discriminate against me just a touch.
Do you know what I like? That girl that talked to me yesterday with that dog just bloody up in my face like normal. Truthfully, anyone with any sense would ignore the shit, and socialise as normal. There's no use being a ballerina, especially when you're under fifty. The same people wearing and hogging the masks, and acting like it's Armageddon - they're the ones, that in peacetime, show up at the same tute as me with the cold, loudly proclaim they have the cold, and you dread for the rest of the tute. And leave bloody tissues in shopping baskets.
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