Are We In Hell?

I’ve given thought to the notion that we are, at the moment, confined to a sadist’s simulation, none the wiser to our predicament. We may hang an ornament in the back corner of a room with no light or concept of space. If so, I hope our caretaker is more pleasant in the coming months. I hope we’re not doomed to a damnation entirely out of our control and laughing at our supposed invincibility.

Though I’ve given thought to it, I don’t consider that a reality; rather, our reality is far more ambiguous. Surprises are our feast, and we can taste them or run from them. At a certain distance from pain, the idea of staring down the unthinkable becomes irrefutable, inevitable even, and until that pain descends upon the ordinary, it is so. We have an immense capacity for courage that is sooner decimated than it is multiplied.

We are in a kind of Hell, something like what Sisyphus has been condemned to, but unlike Sisyphus, we’ve done nothing to deserve it. Our punishment is multi-faceted and so complex that a dozen or more articles/essays cannot explicate our condition–still, like Sisyphus, we reach a thousand lights that are no more than darkness in disguise.

It sounds dire because it is. Optimism goes only so far in deciphering the human condition, and there are some regions of experience to which it should be barred entry. Miracles, if anything else than storybook creations, act here as fantasies we’ve constructed from fear, and the only escape is work of a particularly grueling sort.

Wishful thinking will not rescue us from this Hell, but there’s a chance, in following Sisyphus’s lead, that if we keep struggling at a problem long enough, we’ll crack it.

It’s all to do with our interpretation.

A Southpaw

The Rise of “The Virus”

It would seem that deadly parasites are having a worldwide temper tantrum. Yes, you guessed it. I’m talking ’bout the coronavirus, or scientifically expressed, COVID-19. It is making itself extremely hard to ignore, and its separate names make that even more difficult. I haven’t had a day where “the virus” stays out of my conversations–for that matter, too, my thoughts aren’t safe from its infamous reputation as of now.

This is an interesting moment in history, and like all other such instances, it inspires a greater threat than the daily malaise. When dramatic crises erupt, petty squabbles become just that; it’s funny, in fact, because some local police department released a statement asking that all criminals be conscientious of the growing COVID/corona/virus threat and think before they commit unlawful deeds. If I could find the Tweet, I’d link to it, but alas, it has vanished into the Internet archives. Still, my logic applies. Everybody shrinks from their usual troubles and fears the unknown, and frankly, conflicting sources of information further those fears.

If any of youse were wondering, here’s the most creditable sources from which to get reliable and updated information:

Since I live in the United States, I am not trapped in as dire circumstances as somewhere like Italy, and as a matter of fact, has anybody checked on them in a while?

Oh, great. Somebody did.

Despite my okay standing in the States, as of yesterday, I have been forced to continue my college semester online. UCCS has shut down for the remainder of its Spring semester, and it is looking as though many other local colleges and public school districts will soon follow in its tracks. Crazy times, I tell you.

Have you seen the stores? Of course you’ve seen the stores; the news won’t stop talking about how people are ransacking them, and this is unfortunate mainly because the at-risk populations are then unable to adequately supply themselves and their families. Some folks I know have lost their jobs and are unsure of what to expect in the coming weeks. Congress can help, sure, but the fact of the matter is that these people are struggling through hardships cropping up to no seeming end.

I hope “the Virus” passes soon. It certainly has set the world afire, and we’re none of us the wiser to where its devastating effects will strike next.

Think daily,

A Southpaw

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