Sorry for the delay...but time is relative, no?

Hi, sorry for not posting in a few days, but time is just not what it used to be....

I wanted to post something for Memorial Day, but it was so anti-climactic that I had no desire. The "beginning of the Summer Season", really? What does that mean these days? You don't hear the heat click on in the mornings? Past definitions no longer apply, and that is news to no one.

I just heard that there were ten deaths from the virus in the town yesterday. But, as Camus asks in "The Plague", what does that hold up against the number of deaths before all this? What were the opiate overdoses? What was the death rate in the hospital and nursing homes in the area? Also, that number is small compared to NYC (total today: 16,410) and the US (total today:over 102,000)? All deaths are a tragedy and the deaths from a pandemic have the added senselessness to it, but these numbers are just something so large and have been in our eyes so much, I don't think they resonate anymore.

Michigan Stadium (outdoor stadium) holds 107,601 people. We are closing in on that number fast. The character Dr. Rieux talks about how it is impossible to comprehend what a massive number of deaths is like. He try's to imagine a soccer stadium full of bodies but, after spinning that idea into different interpolations, he gives up and just decides such things are beyond comprehension. We just had an incident in Minneapolis yesterday that highlights one death. We really can't comprehend a singular death, so attempting any higher number is futile and a waste of time.

Someone said that "A crisis is a terrible thing to waste." That's true, to a point. This sort of suffering, unemployment, and death cannot have an equal counterweight. The best thing that can be done is that we learn everything we can about everything that is happening at hyper-speed. Yeas, I am well aware that we are all stuck at home and long to just, oh, I don't know, GO TO DINNER AT A RESTAURANT?!?! But this has made the formally barren desert of free time bloom onto an Amazon rainforest literally overnight. And one has the potential to learn about what is within themselves once habit is gone and can no longer be hidden behind.

Time may be relative, but never stops.