Seventeenth Entry

 

Finished today. (purchased 1988)
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Friday April 3, 2020

Today the mayor said everyone should cover their faces in public. By the afternoon, the president said everyone should use a mask of some sort. He stated that he did not think he would be “doing it.”

It is the eve of sending out the first Covid Entry with a photograph of a laminated sign about hand sanitizers and disinfectants being out of stock and ending with, “Thank You.” I took that picture on March 6th, one day after the president optimistically said, “It’s all going to work out.” Now, nearly a month later, that laminated sign is still posted. Some things change more quickly than others.

This week the world crossed the line of one million confirmed cases. How many people actually have the virus? Twice that number or five times?

In New York, the governor passed some kind of ruling that allows the state to seize hospital equipment; the state is just two days away from running out of ventilators.

The eighty refrigerated trailers which arrived to hold the dead are filling up. There is talk of temporary interments in city parks. Which parks, I wonder? Mortuary specialists are being dispatched to NY from around the US. In First Love Samuel Beckett wrote “with a little luck you hit on a genuine interment, with real live mourners.”

6-minute Audio
Eye contact, clang – clunk, a train car to yourself.

2-minute Audio
Tulips, kindly garbage trucks, mood shift.