ECQ, again.
Another ECQ lockdown, 1 year into the pandemic. I am beyond frustrated at the government's ineptitude. It's not as if the government doesn't know how to deal with this shitshow; it's their willingness to watch the country burn and let the people suffer --- while also putting the blame on the public while they're at it. A nationwide mass gaslighting, if you will.
The little energy that I have left are spent on my bike running errands or cleaning to maintain the house and have a semblance of function. As much as I want to "be the change that I want to see in the world" or "let go of the things that are beyond my control," shit. I cannot, I just cannot. There's only so much one can do to stay safe and sane.
Through all of this ordeal, I've been painfully aware of the privilege and bubble of security that I have, which flares up my sense of guilt. On days when I am not pre-occupied with work, I remember the communities ---the farmers; the women that we've worked with and their families. Did any of them catch Covid? Are they able to still provide for their families? Are their children still in school?
Shit. Here we go again.
