When despite the isolation and difficulties and people being terribly ill and dying, there was this feeling of something good might come out of this great reset of society?
That feels very distant now.
No? I remember feeling scared and sad that we were doing all the wrong things and everyone was trying to use the chaos to profit, often making things much worse.
I remember that as the first months of slimey opportunists trying to get rich by hoarding toilet paper and hand sanitizer but I think it passed. I think there are, have been and will always be assholes that try to ride the wave of fucking other people over. But they did so a major exposure of their assholeness then, definitely.
Idk, I remember being frustrated with people that didn’t care or even try, but I wasn’t really scared other than that my mum might catch it because people are selfish dicks.
There were a lot of positive things happening, like breweries devoting production to making hand sanitizer at zero profit because it was the right thing to do. People coming up with clever solutions to necessary interactions and stuff like that.
Aside from the death and fear it was great. All plans canceled. Lots of distant community. Lots of processes that seemed impossible (like work from home) suddenly were easy.
Then fuckers started whining. Place started opening too early and raising infection rates. More people died.
Fuckers started selling counterfeit masks. Medical misinformation ran rampant.
As USA N95 supplies drop due to fired inspectors, and misinformation increases, this next pandemic will suck.
Edit: Even UBI seemed possible. Which is wild.
Literally ruined by capitalism once again.
As is everything.
Yes, ironically I hadn’t felt so close to people in years.
It was incredible how reduction in emissions seem to instantly have an effect on the health of regions. Everything seemed to be up in the air as we adapted to find new ways of doing things in order to keep our vulnerable members safe. I really thought this was our chance to change things for the better.
Obviously the deadly virus that killed millions was tragic, but I did have a sense that things might actually get better for everyone overall.
And we all thought murder hornets were coming for us.
Man, those were the days.
What do you mean were coming for us?
Yep, there was a sense of people coming together in the first few weeks but it didn’t last long…
Maybe it was different at different places, but I think here it grew stronger with time though it transformed from the celebrities singing on social media and applauding nurses to general acceptance of communal hardships and everybody pulling together to get through it. I think despite the hardships and suffering there was a communal spirit that is rare nowadays.
There were these things like smog clearing up, I hoped that would bring about something. Mostly I was worried that people would get radicalised by the isolation and anti-lockdown grifters though.
Oh yeah, the “nature is healing” memes!
I didn’t get sick for years thanks to all the social norms changing, then we had a kid in daycare and I got sick all the time anyway.
Not really no, my cynical ass expected nothing to change in the long run
I was in LA during the lockdowns and Floyd protests. I think the greatest example of people coming together was when entire neighborhoods would start shooting fireworks at police helicopters that were flying around, telling everyone to go inside after 8pm or whenever curfew was.
Flaunting curfews is literally the shit people here are talking about that ruined it for everyone.
They were sitting on lawn chairs, in their driveway, not going to the movies.
It could be a common coping mechanism, where human brains make old memories of bad times feel slightly better and forget the worst parts sooner.
Well that is one patronising way to respond I guess.
I didn’t mean it that way. I just meant to remind you, that our brains do this, that’s why I wrote “could”.
For example, I was in the military many years ago. Now when I look back, I immediately remember all the fun we had doing exercizes in the forest, marching in lockstep, helping each other, good food from the military cooks, my seargent walking around laughing and wielding two machine guns, etc… But when it was so nice, why did I quit? I have to concentrate hard to remember that is was actually one of the worst times I had in my life. No privacy, bad bunk beds, constantly exhausted, drinking alcohol to be able to sleep when deployed to noisy environments, everything was dangerous all the time, always being ready to kill randos, just because their boss sent them to war, etc… It wasn’t fun overall, but it’s getting harder to remember every year.
nah, i talked about it a lot at the time about how i was feeling hopeful and like everyone was in it together
No.
As a strong introvert, I didn’t hate it. I can understand a lot of extroverts losing their minds though.
I only remember printing out (Germany) home schooling stuff for the kid before my shift, and trying to work in home office and doing school stuff with them in parrallel. Man was I tired.
I 'member
OOOOOO I MEMEBER
