I don’t normally kick-off like this against my fellow man. I’m normally a guy of decorum and politeness, but I’m really getting a bit edgy about this now.
I’m talking about the increasing lunacy and apathy of the people around me. I’m sick of their total lack of courage and I’m increasingly looking at them with disdain and contempt. If that sounds a bit strong, let me balance it up a bit by explaining my ‘schizophrenia’ on this. At other times, I’m the opposite, in an almost teary-eyed moment I almost want to put my arms around them and tell them not to be frightened and to explain that it’s OK – this whole Covid thing is a pantomime – along with practically everything else they believe through official channels of information.
But I’ve had a weekend of walking past people who I see as less than human. Maybe it’s a good thing they are wearing masks – even outside in the fresh air! – so that I can’t see their loose, limp upper lip (that was once stiff) drooping around their characterless face. Even people’s behaviour is changing. Increasingly, I’m finding people I pass as gauche and awkward, sometimes even looking scared that I’ve said ‘Good morning’. Part of me wants to reach out to them, the other part is close to snapping at them something like ‘For God sake, take that mask off, you sorry excuse for a human being. Get off your knees and grow a backbone again.’
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