Word-whore. I write 'em. I talk 'em. Information, politics, media, and the cybers. I drink. I use bad words. All publication is a political act. All communication is propaganda. All art is pornography. All business is personal. All hail Eris! Vive les poissons rouges sauvages!
It’s Day 42 of Stilgherrian’s coronavirus isolation. People are getting restless, and Australia’s COVID-19 tracing app has been downloaded by a couple million loyal citizens. There’s quite a bit about that.
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My week of Monday 20 to Sunday 26 April 2020 revealed to me how the COVID-19 lockdown is making depression more likely — but also how a long walk in the sun can help with that. And Australia’s COVID-19 contact tracing app became a hot topic.
Continue reading “Weekly Wrap 517: Learning to endure the lockdown”
It’s Day 33 of Stilgherrian’s coronavirus isolation. He’s settling into a routine, but others are starting to get restless and are demanding release. Meanwhile, Donald Trump is going insane.
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Monday 6 to Sunday 12 April 2020 was another week of isolation, but it seems that I’m starting to settle into a new pattern. Is this good? Or bad?
Continue reading “Weekly Wrap 515: More isolation into and across Easter”
It’s Day 25 of Stilgherrian’s coronavirus isolation. A trip down to Sydney on Friday provided some relief, but also a reminder of how bleak everything is becoming.
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My week of Monday 30 March to Sunday 5 April 2020 was a psychological transition, really, from the Beforetimes to the Quarantimes. The only productive thing I accomplished was a podcast, but I think it’s a good podcast. Oh, and the Serbia thing.
Continue reading “Weekly Wrap 514: The coronavirus lockdown takes hold personally”