Level Four Lockdown: Day Fifty-Five
Curfew. 9 p.m
Mood: Calm and Fine
Black and White Photo Challenge: Day Twenty-Six
Writing with Dev - and we're doing Cards Against Humanity - Yay - my favourite.
A strong horse and enough rations for 30 days. That's what you need in Melbourne to get around all of the whingers. The horse can get you where you need to go, the rations will make sure you don't need to go to the shops - but in saying that, it can be nice when you go to the shops.
I'm just back from going to get my one takeaway meal for the week. I took the car down the road to the Vinh Ky, my favourite Vietnamese place. Ordered my normal - Spicy Crispy Beef and a side of steamed rice.
I had a 20 minute wait, so I popped across the road to Aldi - never a good move. I'd have extremely tight pants if I shopped their regularly - and you always end up with crap when you shop at Aldi. Almond spread, some white chocolate and frozen dinner. But I was gratifited to find that where the Korean Place used to be, there was now a French Bistro. The door was open and the proprieter was selling some of her wares. French cheese. French wine. Canard. Fois Gras. We had a chat. In French. I admire her fortitude setting up a glorious looking place amongst the junkies, but gee, it's lovely to see it there. I'll be back. Walked out with a wheel of French Camembert. In a pinch, this shop can be a substitute for a visit to France. It is great to see some variety, even in these lockdown contitions.
Dinner was sublime. The cheese is in the fridge. I am happy.
Maybe I'm the strong horse - able to just get on with the lockdown. Half the people I know are complaining as if they have been subjected to ten hours of German Dungeon porn ever day, such is the veracity of their whinging. I won't tolerate it. I've got my rations. I'm got a bit of fortitude. It's okay.
That my favourite Vietnamese takeaway is still open - even better. That I don't have to share my spicy crispy beef, even better. I'm as happy as a bear catching a live salmon in my mouth. This stuff is ambrosial.
But it will be nice when we can go back the shops and restaurants, break bread with people. For the moment, meeting people in the park will have to do. I can see when we go back to normal we'll all be like 10,000 shrieking teenage girls at a 21 Pilots concert, such the excitement.
To be honest, I'd just like a hug that wasn't provided by a cat. The last hug I gave when to Blarney when Maow Maow died back in May. I had to break the social distancing ban for that.
In the distant future, historians will agree that COVID-19 and the Federal response brought about Australia's decline. Personally, I think it was John Howard who started all this,but this COVID is really bringing out the worst in many people. In some, yes, we're seeing the good, but the whinging. When did we become such a nation of pampered princesses? A slowly encroaching circle of wolves would be greeted with complaints. Rather than looking at things rationally and finding better solutions, the media (and the Federal Government) are going on the attack. It reeks of hypocrisy and spinelessnesss. As far as I'm concerned, the lot of them are a mob of gormless, self-serving fucks.
Maybe I have the heart of a child. I'm an idealist. But if we're going to get out of this mess - and we are doing this so much better than many nations, we have to really pull together. There's no roadmap. We've been unlucky. Sure, it's not sunshine and rainbows, but it takes time and effort to turn the Titanic. We've done this. Now its a matter of not making the same mistakes again. We've ceased control of the means of production, cut this virus off at the knees. Hopefully we don't need to do this again.
As for those who want Dan Andrews to resign? Have you seen the alternative - Michael O'Brian is some weird guy who says weird things and weirds me out. Matthew Guy was worse. I hate to think where we'd be if this was left to the Liberals to sort out on a state level.
Oh, I've talked enough.
But I got Dev's prompts in here and I've written something, so I can get on with my night.
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