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Friendship in a COVID World
Today I’d like to do something a little different with the OT. Usually I have a thesis I’m fairly sure of; in this case, I have a collection of questions to which I don’t have the answers. So I’d like to put the questions, take a stab at answering them, and then throw it open to the community.
Most discussions of the COVID-19 virus revolve (understandably) around diagnosis, prognosis, treatment, vaccination, and the actions of the authorities in response to the disease. In other words, we focus on those aspects of the pandemic that are most likely to have mortal consequences. However, COVID-19 also creates both social and psychological challenges. The latter gets some attention, from the World Health Organization on down; the former, much less.
How do we have friendships in a COVID world? This is not a rhetorical question. It’s one with which my family is struggling as I write. I guess a facile answer would be that we have friendships online, over the phone, or otherwise at a distance.
Since the trend has been for some time that Americans should locate their friendships, like everything else, online, keeping in touch with families and friends through Facebook or something similar, one could see COVID-19 as being an exaggerated version of what was happening already; people keep in touch on Facebook or through texting each other, not as much through talking on the phone and certainly not by interacting in person. I’ve heard people talk about getting together, face to face, as something that people used to do. Remember when people used to go over to each other’s houses? folks would say. And this was all before the COVID-19 virus hit.
Now, I know that this relocation of friendship to the digital world was a trend and not an absolute. Obviously, people still interacted in person. The psychological difficulty of being restricted from doing that, or at least limited in how much you do it, causes fairly serious stress. I’ve seen that in myself and in my mother. It’s worse for my mother, because at least I have my partners; my mom is a widow. When I can, of course, I see her often and have her over to my house often, but lately, because she has had two cataract surgeries, she is quarantined from us, and therefore spends most of her time alone. Even for people who like to be alone, being isolated like that is a strain. I believe WHO is now studying this phenomenon. But we need someone other than WHO to study, not the psychological effects of quarantine or social distancing, but the social challenge of having friendships, relations with neighbors, and other beneficial relationships under pandemic conditions. We are going to need to develop new customs governing personal interaction.
Interestingly enough, professional interactions seem to be going more smoothly than personal ones, or incidental ones; that makes sense, I suppose, since business has been the governing force in America for a long time, and has spent the last fifty years as America’s uncrowned king. The metaphor of fair business dealing has governed our social compacts for a long time. Social contract theory itself derives its basic metaphor from a business deal, and while the idea of natural rights transcends that metaphor, it does not altogether leave it behind. Even the Declaration of Independence could be read as a justification for breach of contract, and certainly the New Deal, the Fair Deal, and the Green New Deal all rely directly on commerce and trade for their metaphorical antecedents. American culture, like English culture before it, is comfortable with commerce and trade. That’s why our native tongue is “an excellent language to sell pigs in,” as the great Irish poet Seamus Heaney said. So I suppose it makes sense that it’s easier for me to strike a deal with my acupuncturist, “paying it forward” a couple of times to ensure her remaining in business and then getting 50% off of subsequent treatments; easier for my mom to get the son of a friend to do her shopping for her, for compensation, when the expense and inconvenience of Instacart vexed her. Making business arrangements is (comparatively) easy, at least when you’re talking about small, local businesses. Friendship is hard.
What makes it hard? Basically, unless you’re willing to expose yourself to any and all risks, living in a pandemic requires an American to break our social rules. I can’t speak for every culture in this country, but the dominant white culture is extremely touchy about invasions of privacy and telling other people what to do, or even implying that you know what they should do—when it comes to their personal lives. Saying “you must conduct your personal life thus-and-so, or I shall not let you within six feet of me” causes offense of such a magnitude that up till now, only fringe religious groups have gotten away with it. I guess if you feel you have a hotline to God and His notions of right and wrong, you feel entitled to direct other people’s affairs. If you aren’t that kind of Christian and you’re a white American, chances are that the idea of asking your friends what contacts they’ve had with other human beings, how many feet apart they stood, whether or not they were wearing masks and gloves, whether or not they interacted inside buildings, whether or not they attended events, and whether or not they stripped, washed their clothes, and took a shower afterwards, makes you queasy. And if your friends are not exactly on the same page as you, it might make them more than queasy. It might genuinely give offense.
This OT is not about the disgusting way in which many, Donald Trump in particular, have politicized and made partisan the response to this disease. Feel free to comment on that, of course, but in my mind all that is settled; that behavior is outrageous. Friendships across partisan or ideological lines are even more unlikely and difficult now than they once were, because of that unspeakable behavior. I’m more interested, though, in what happens when you’re NOT dealing with Trump supporters who believe that the pandemic is a hoax. What happens when you’re dealing with independents, liberals, or leftists? It’s not smooth sailing just because you’re on the same end of the political spectrum, because there’s more to this than politics. This is about customs, and as Ursula Le Guin says, “you can’t `break’ a custom; it’s the framework of your life with other people.”
Let me give two contrasting examples. I can make my mom part of my cohort with relative ease (once she’s two weeks past her final cataract surgery follow-up). My mom is a very cautious person, and, because she is my mom, I’m also privy to more of the workaday details of her life than I am with most people. I know how she regards the disease and what she thinks are safer choices to make. In contrast, look at the case of a dear friend of ours, whom we’ve known for years. This person visited recently, from another state. And, at the last minute, we found out she was bringing two other people with her, one of whom I’d never met. The new person was lovely, and under normal circumstances would absolutely be welcome in my house—but I don’t know her. I don’t know her family, I don’t know her friends. For all I know, she has friends who go nightclubbing without masks every Friday. And she stayed in my house. I reacted according to what my culture, as a white American and a Southerner, told me to do: one must be hospitable, particularly if the guest in question has gone to great trouble to visit. One must not turn a guest from the door unless great offense is given. Under the old code, bringing extra people along is by no means a sufficient offense.
It’s been more than two weeks now, and no one got COVID from that incident. But in retrospect, I’m not comfortable with that incident, or with my response to it. It’s not a matter of blaming my friend or anybody else; the point is, what IS appropriate? How do we have friendships? I try to think about how to negotiate these things with other people, because, as this drags on, I want to expand our cohort beyond myself and my two partners, and that requires that those people have the same understanding of the disease, and the same conception of risks and safeguards that we do. But whenever I contemplate the negotiations, I get queasy. It’s culturally difficult even to conceive of inquiring into the details of a person’s private contacts, and those of their friends and family, and then to require them to commit to certain standards of behavior in their private life. But that’s what’s necessary, unless we want to 1) remain solitary, or 2) throw all caution to the wind.
We need new social mores, and we’re not going to get any help from the authorities in figuring out what those should be.
How do we even hold these conversations without giving offense? Any ideas?
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oh my, after the first quick read through this, I just
say, friendships online, without having known and interacted person to person, face to face, are like wanting to eat the cake on the screen but not getting it in real time, so basically baloney.
I can have a lot of friendly feelings towards a certain poster online, but heck, do I know who he/she is without having met them in person?. No.
We have been seduced, forced and manipulated to locate our friends online. The worst sell-out of humanity imo.
There are few people who have friends. I think this site shows that friends do something together, like making music and interacting in the arts.
Oh well, I don't feel well right now, so I leave it at that. Thanks for the great essay. May be I come back, when I feel a little healthier and stronger.
Be well and stick to your friends in the physical world.
Be well.
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I agree with you, mostly.
One thing I know: online friendships--ones that are 100% online--are not interchangeable with friendships that involve IRL contact.
There are people I only know online that I consider to be friends--but the word means something different when I use it about them. It's not at all the same kind of relationship as the ones I have with people I know in the physical world.
But yeah, I agree that we've been manipulated, sometimes enticed, sometimes bludgeoned into locating more and more of our attention and time online.
the book Reclaiming Conversation is pretty good about this.
"More for Gore or the son of a drug lord--None of the above, fuck it, cut the cord."
--Zack de la Rocha
"I tell you I'll have nothing to do with the place...The roof of that hall is made of bones."
-- Fiver
I agree with you completely
you just could express it more precisely. Thanks.
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Use common sense
Good morning and thank you for signalling this issue. I am still triggered from the last upload of Peak Prosperity talking about T-cells (here we go again), couldn't take it all in yet.
If I were in your shoes I'd insist upon masks, hand washing/sanitizing, and six foot distancing whenever possible. You can be super hospitable and provide such things for those who come to visit, right? Why not then do it? Don't be another Typhoid Mary, that's my approach. Put a condom on thy face, or shut it. Pie holes increase viral load, use the old noggin and think before flapping it open. Online communication is safer, but no actual solution In Real Life.
Facebook has destroyed the local government around here, so I still refuse to participate in social media platform madness. Social distancing is a misnomer I think. That language bothers me, so I call it what makes more sense in my head: physical distancing. Outside of six feet, the viral load is much less, especially with a covered pie hole.
My brother lived for eleven years with HIV, SARS-COV-2 has similar characteristics, so they say. Long term affects still unknown. My guts were already kicking about the similarities to HIV months ago, maybe I am experiencing confirmation bias about the latest news. I hope so.
I also hope this post makes sense when people read it, 'cause I really am triggered and feeling lousy about future immunity and all that. Darwin comes to mind, again.
peace and love
Edit: to add Alturas, California example of common sense, imo:
This one California county has zero coronavirus cases. What’s its secret?
Cascadia awaits... up north, where they still wash their dirty hands I guess. Down here on the cusp of The Bay Area, hot spots include Marin County because San Quentin is there. The State was busy transferring infected prisoners all over the place, until they stopped because, well... it didn't make sense? shrug Rural Susanville had an outbreak due to imprisoned firefighting prisoners getting transferred up there. duh sorry If I say "the state is killing us" then people shut down. If I moderate my language and say "the state lacks integrity" it sinks in a little, maybe. keep going
First off, in case I forgot to do it last week,
let me say how glad I am to "see" you again, eyo.
One peculiarity of online "friendships" is that, if the other person stops talking, they have vanished out of the world. It's always great when people reappear.
As for being triggered, I totally understand. The amount of news I watch has shrunk to almost nothing. I listen to John Campbell from time to time.
Basically, I think that there's little or nothing that I can do to affect the situation. I can do some stuff locally, I can contribute to food banks and COVID relief, I can look after my family as well as possible. There's not a lot else I can do. Therefore, it's not worth it to take in data which is poisonous. Not for me. I have no judgements of anybody else, although I do wish my mom, who lives alone, would not watch CNN pandemic coverage for hours.
"More for Gore or the son of a drug lord--None of the above, fuck it, cut the cord."
--Zack de la Rocha
"I tell you I'll have nothing to do with the place...The roof of that hall is made of bones."
-- Fiver
Self-vanishment
Some days I do feel quite invisible, alone in a crowd if you know what I mean. Maybe not, I think gray hair is involved somehow. People see me more often when H.A.T. gets deployed. Hair Augmentation Technology. QMS may or may not be sending something C99ish through the postal service, only Heinlein knows. lol
Speaking of QMS, this website has been up five years but I just saw it the other day. Right on sailors.
Sail Freight Projects Around the World
Nice pics over there. Thanks
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I keep having to check whether this is the OT today, because there's a lot of crossover topics floating back and forth, and I just wanted to post something funny. Maybe later.
peace and love
Sweet potatoes
should arrive tomorrow (USPS says by 8 pm).
I normally lightly oil them and bake them till soft. I eat them with butter. I often bake a batch and refrigerate them. Next day I cut medallions and fry them in butter. Yum.
All the best!
“Until justice rolls down like water and righteousness like a mighty stream.”
That sounds so good.
I love sweet potatoes. The kindly tuber.
"More for Gore or the son of a drug lord--None of the above, fuck it, cut the cord."
--Zack de la Rocha
"I tell you I'll have nothing to do with the place...The roof of that hall is made of bones."
-- Fiver
If someone is sleeping over at my house, I don't believe
I can physically distance from them. If I had a mansion with separate wings, I could do it. But they'll be sleeping, eating, talking, showering, and shitting in my house, and it's not a mansion--so there's no real distancing happening.
That was the problem with my friend suddenly including two more people, one of whom I'd never met.
They were staying in our house.
"More for Gore or the son of a drug lord--None of the above, fuck it, cut the cord."
--Zack de la Rocha
"I tell you I'll have nothing to do with the place...The roof of that hall is made of bones."
-- Fiver
Good morning, everybody!
"More for Gore or the son of a drug lord--None of the above, fuck it, cut the cord."
--Zack de la Rocha
"I tell you I'll have nothing to do with the place...The roof of that hall is made of bones."
-- Fiver
How I handle the current situation...
We don't let anyone else in our house. My good buddy from Florida may be coming through in a month or so. We have a camphouse we lived in when we built our home, and I offered him lodging there. We have been visiting with a few friends...outside and distancing. Now it is so hot that it isn't fun to hang out too long outside.
Anyway, that's our approach...especially during this COVID growth phase. Take care and be well!
“Until justice rolls down like water and righteousness like a mighty stream.”
This whole thing
allows me to use some of my favorite phrases on people that Used to get me pariahed in the past;
‘Get the Fuck up Off Me!’
Back the Fuck Off!!
I’m Standing Here, Asshole! Only room for One!
There are Others.
Glad you and Yours are doing well, my Best to Kate on here recovery.
Ya got to be a Spirit, cain't be no Ghost. . .
Explain Bldg #7. . . still waiting. . .
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Now you know. . .
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Thanks, TBU!
I'll pass that on to Kate.
"More for Gore or the son of a drug lord--None of the above, fuck it, cut the cord."
--Zack de la Rocha
"I tell you I'll have nothing to do with the place...The roof of that hall is made of bones."
-- Fiver
Dunno
About online friendships. Especially if they are not one one on one. Seems vacuous to me. Email friends are possible with people you have not met if they are one on one and people are open and honest. That’s just for me.
Zooming with grandson and daughter now since the beginning. At first it was awkward but we’ve gotten used to it. I watched her play cello for 20 minutes after our weekly art project. And the young one is reading me a story about a robot which I am loving. We do weekly updates while we do art.
This week we made space ships with aliens.
Here’s mine.
Thanks for this important topic. Take good care and have a good one.
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You're welcome, and back atcha, magiamma. :-)
"More for Gore or the son of a drug lord--None of the above, fuck it, cut the cord."
--Zack de la Rocha
"I tell you I'll have nothing to do with the place...The roof of that hall is made of bones."
-- Fiver
first, it was most inconsiderate of
your friend not to have asked if she could bring the others.
second, online friendships often go awry, as i can attest after 12 years or so.
third, we have few friends left here by now, so many have moved away or have crossed to the other side. but we do have a number of new neighbors (some seem to be potential friends, others not), but when either old friends or new neighbors come to visit, we give them the choice to maintain distances, use masks or kerchiefs...but none have so far. i take it back: one rather eccentric neighbor changes his mind from visit to visit.
i've been in voluntary lockdown for quite some time, and that i even dream about blogging...is a bad sign. ; )
that said, trying to replace online friendships with RL friends in these coronavirus days might work for some here, not for others.
thanks for bringing the topic, CStMS. at least we know that you're a dead ringer for david krumholtz!
This being an Open Thread can I post this?
[video:https://youtu.be/3HRykMk3K7Y]
What angers me is that I don't understand anything about this. Should I try to understand it? Is it worth it? I don't even can understand who and where the Duran stands politically.
Dummy me.
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It is an existential crisis for the United States
it gives me a headache. Hopefully someone will pick the story up and also picks up the Maxwell story.
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Sure! That's always fine.
It's in the name.
"More for Gore or the son of a drug lord--None of the above, fuck it, cut the cord."
--Zack de la Rocha
"I tell you I'll have nothing to do with the place...The roof of that hall is made of bones."
-- Fiver
Good morning online friend(s). Thanks for the OT CSTMS.
Since the topic of the OT is, in part, occasioned by Covid-19's effect on our behaviors and relationships I thought I might note that "friends and acquaintances" and "friends and neighbors" are both long standing phrases that actually denote something real, at least historically, about our relationships. If nothing else, they are categories of persons with whom one is presumed to be likely to regularly interact. People one might even "have over."
(I'm going to skip over the broader and bigger question of life becoming more on-line and indirect, and less face to face, though I might note in passing that the US is intrinsically conducive to that because of area and distance. I grew up with pretty much no relatives and certainly no close ones living within about 2,000 miles and friends who, for one reason or another, would suddenly pack up and relocate not a few blocks away, but 30, 30 or 200 miles away. Even back in the dark ages friendships became telephonic with sporadic actual journeys to meet up in person.)
Who one has over, and how, and for what and why and what is likely go go on often includes certain rituals or quasi-formalities.
Through one's life, candidates for inclusion in such groupings derive from, among others, relatives, schoolmates, workmates, co-religionists, fellow-volunteers, club members, and like minded political activists. Club membership can be formal and informal, and can include focus on a vast range of interests, and well as "ritual organizations" (Masons or whatever). Interaction at one's home, at one's school or job or activity center, or their homes, also often includes certain rituals or quasi-formalities.
By long tradition and social evolution, a major part of such associations is the sharing of food, space and/or shelter, and beverages, even if only donuts and coffee in the break room.
Currently we miss the lack of these things and it is having an impact and is one of the drivers of the "hurry up and re-open fer chrissake" movement. Our neighborhood is starting to re-stabilize from a major disruption involving the departure of one of its first residents who held and facilitated a lot of neighborhood gatherings. A couple of days ago we held one of the first such gatherings with their replacements, distancing was practiced by all, many but not all wore masks, which in part had to do with persons on their home tuf and super close frequent associates tending to skip them. Snacks and beverages were there and offered, but not as in the old days of everybody bring a bowl or plate of x and such. It went well, so such things can be done. Nobody was unduly put off by the changes due to distancing, masks, minimalization of shared food, etc. It is an adaptation that we, as an adaptable species should be able to undertake. There was, however, no sleep-over involved and it was outdoors, as are most summer gatherings around here.
OTOH, we recently cancelled a dinner gathering at our house because the various personalities and their quirks and objections to holding it outside and masks and etc just got to be too much for everybody to reciprocally accommodate.
It occurred to me that a somewhat sci-fi type solution would be the introduction of new rituals to be part of such gatherings focused to some extent on distancing and PPE, especially PPE that would permit easier consumption of food and beverages. Then I stumbled across the following:
https://boingboing.net/2020/07/18/devo-energy-dome-with-face-shi.html
So, one assembles some PPE kits, one per guest, and use thereof by each guest becomes part of the new ritual for such gatherings, or individual, stylistic PPE to be supplied by the guests themselves becomes part of the ritual. I am reminded of an alternative reality in some sci-fi tale where sex was public and eating was private - anything can become culturel ritual, it simply needs to be done.
I still don't have much of a solution for stay-overs, though stringent distancing and PPE behavior by the guests should be part of it. Uninvited guests, of course, would be not allowed, and newcomers to the "circle of acquaintances" should be negotiated covering such matters as their day-to-day and immediate previous distancing behaviors and such. This is a form of self-protection that will replace the now defunct handshake, which, face it, no longer serves its original purpose (here, see, my weapon hand is empty).
be well and have a good one.
That, in its essence, is fascism--ownership of government by an individual, by a group, or by any other controlling private power. -- Franklin D. Roosevelt --
So, what do we do for "quick and dirty" replacement?
Do we look back to medieval/Renaissance Europe and reintroduce the bow/curtsy (the latter can be hard on aged female knees, as I know all too well), or across to Asia for unisex bows, or what?
Anything huggy-kissy is Right Out for the immediate future (very hard on people with a French or Italian background, where it was almost de rigueur).
There is no justice. There can be no peace.
Hola Maven.
My intent was to suggest that wearing a full complement
of PPE, absent gown and gloves, while scrupulously maintaining separation could be such a stand in, indicating that the wearer bore the counter-party no ill will. (barring, of course, the carrying of ranged weapons)
FWIW, bows of nearly any sort are not kind to those with chronic back issues. Besides that non-reciprocal bows and curtseys are forever tainted as demeaning, with those of inferior class performing them to those of superior class. In a classless society, they have no place.
be well and have a good one
That, in its essence, is fascism--ownership of government by an individual, by a group, or by any other controlling private power. -- Franklin D. Roosevelt --
I like a fist bump
but I normally wear gloves when out and about. A fist bump is almost 6' apart, better than elbow bump anyway.
Bow to your partner and corner too...is a common start to a square dance.
“Until justice rolls down like water and righteousness like a mighty stream.”
This is definitely true--
different cultures do it different ways, but it's hard to think of one that doesn't do it *some* way.
By long tradition and social evolution, a major part of such associations is the sharing of food, space and/or shelter, and beverages, even if only donuts and coffee in the break room.
It's so widespread I'm almost inclined to think of it as a biological tendency, though that probably couldn't be proven.
A couple of days ago we held one of the first such gatherings with their replacements, distancing was practiced by all, many but not all wore masks, which in part had to do with persons on their home tuf and super close frequent associates tending to skip them. Snacks and beverages were there and offered, but not as in the old days of everybody bring a bowl or plate of x and such. It went well, so such things can be done. Nobody was unduly put off by the changes due to distancing, masks, minimalization of shared food, etc. It is an adaptation that we, as an adaptable species should be able to undertake.
Not being able to share food is, IMO, more damaging than it might at first appear. It's a strong deep instinct, when you care about someone, to make that visible by eating from the same dish. God only knows how long ago people started doing that. Before written history, probably.
But yeah, we can adapt and have some kind of interactions, and I guess we'll have to. But how did everybody agree on the "rules" of that gathering you mentioned? And where did that conversation happen--I assume online?
"More for Gore or the son of a drug lord--None of the above, fuck it, cut the cord."
--Zack de la Rocha
"I tell you I'll have nothing to do with the place...The roof of that hall is made of bones."
-- Fiver
I live in the middle of nowhere.
I haven't joined groups, haven't socialized with local groups for decades, due to my professional concerns. I have long since maintained friendships long distance, with face to face meetups being irregular.
In many respects, this is just nothing new.
I interview my clients outside my office. We all like that. I am not a fan of zoom court, but I have no choice.
I require a mask be worn if anyone comes inside the door. Any friend stopping by the house gets to visit on the patio.
All that said, it was during the pandemic that an on line friendship blossomed into romance, and then went to full bloom marriage proposal afterwards.
Want to find out if your love is true? Move in with your lover at the precise time you cannot go out to dinner, to visit a museum, to stroll on the beach, when every day you are together almost all day long, and see if you run out of things to talk about. See if you yearn for solitude, or if you miss your lover when they go to the post office. Happy to see their head on the pillow? Did that gentle snore sound comforting? Did that "yum yum" from the first bite of the meal you prepared make your heart beat a bit faster? Did you figure out the perfect way to resolve a disagreement from which there is no walking away until you do?
This pandemic condensed the exploration of love and friendship from years to weeks.
Take care of your friends and loved ones regardless of distance or methods of communication.
Just reach out, always be there for them.
"We'll know our disinformation program is complete when everything the American public believes is false." ---- William Casey, CIA Director, 1981
nice comment
...and good distancing strategies. Best wishes for your romance and future. Sorry about the fire. Hope the arm continues to recover mobility.
Be well!
“Until justice rolls down like water and righteousness like a mighty stream.”
Thanks, Lookout.
Good grief, when it rains, it pours!
Be well, friend.
"We'll know our disinformation program is complete when everything the American public believes is false." ---- William Casey, CIA Director, 1981
This is lovely.
All that said, it was during the pandemic that an on line friendship blossomed into romance, and then went to full bloom marriage proposal afterwards.
Want to find out if your love is true? Move in with your lover at the precise time you cannot go out to dinner, to visit a museum, to stroll on the beach, when every day you are together almost all day long, and see if you run out of things to talk about. See if you yearn for solitude, or if you miss your lover when they go to the post office. Happy to see their head on the pillow? Did that gentle snore sound comforting? Did that "yum yum" from the first bite of the meal you prepared make your heart beat a bit faster? Did you figure out the perfect way to resolve a disagreement from which there is no walking away until you do?
This pandemic condensed the exploration of love and friendship from years to weeks.
I'm very happy for you. What good fortune!
"More for Gore or the son of a drug lord--None of the above, fuck it, cut the cord."
--Zack de la Rocha
"I tell you I'll have nothing to do with the place...The roof of that hall is made of bones."
-- Fiver
Good topic, Important
Most of us need social interaction with other people, face to face. Online is fine, but for me, cannot replace face to face. IMO, bringing an extra, unknown person to stay in your house without asking permission, was completely unacceptable in Covid times. And I likely would have accepted it as you did. I am glad no one got sick.
My daughter in law's mother flew in from a hot spot state and daughter in law brought her to visit me before she goes home. I had very mixed feelings. She is cautious but after all, she was on a plane and came from a hot spot state. It was great to get a real hug, but I'll be relieved when 2 weeks have passed.
I don't have any answers, or even ideas, for how we resolve the social situation. I think it is going to have to be highly individual on a case by case and situation basis. The idea that we will all keep 6 feet away from anyone not in our own household is not going to be possible long term. Most of us did that for some months. Things happen, like plumbing emergencies, requiring having helpers in our house. I suspect we are all going to have to expand our contact bubbles to include a few more people. I'm comfortable doing that with people I know are being cautious. My need for social contact makes me willing to accept some limited risk. And I hope to make wise choices.
The climate where I live makes it possible to socialize with a few people at a time outdoors, where it is easy to keep distance. But that is not true for other places. This whole thing is harder for very sociable personalities than for more introverted types, I think.
Isn't this a weird place to be?
IMO, bringing an extra, unknown person to stay in your house without asking permission, was completely unacceptable in Covid times. And I likely would have accepted it as you did. I am glad no one got sick.
We both feel it's unacceptable, yet we both would have accepted it.
It's like our cultural shoulder got dislocated by a body slam from COVID.
And wow, this is tough:
My daughter in law's mother flew in from a hot spot state and daughter in law brought her to visit me before she goes home. I had very mixed feelings. She is cautious but after all, she was on a plane and came from a hot spot state. It was great to get a real hug, but I'll be relieved when 2 weeks have passed.
If you don't mind, drop a note letting me know when the two weeks is up. I'd like to know you're OK.
"More for Gore or the son of a drug lord--None of the above, fuck it, cut the cord."
--Zack de la Rocha
"I tell you I'll have nothing to do with the place...The roof of that hall is made of bones."
-- Fiver
Friends
@eyo
I am the chick in the back.
My college roommate flew to Dallas to stay a week with her sister. Originally, she was going to drive to my place, but after my family learned that she flew, they rightfully freaked out a bit, so we met in a Park in Waxahachie instead. We wore masks. Refrained from hugging, etc. Walked the hiking trails first then just sat at a picnic table. Two hours of fun conversation. Nice. She has come to visit for the past three years.
The other nice friend connection is that I have started exchanging emails with two fabulous friends from the 80s who live in MN. One writes every day.
A great thing about being in touch with these women is that they knew me during the first half of my life. I moved from the upper midwest to Texas during my late 30s. I have wonderful friends here, but they don't know anything about the first half of my life. Nor does my family really. We might mostly communicate by email, but it is working off a strong base of friendship.
Locally . . . I have given tomato plants, masks, and eggs to friends. Sometimes there has been the opportunity to stand at a distance and visit. And we love our next-door neighbors. The wife is a really close friend. We visit and attempt to social distance ourselves. The husband is one who did not take the Covid deal seriously at all at first. Now that someone in their church has it, that has changed a bit. My family is afraid the husband will get Covid-19. Tricky situation because I can't not see my friend occasionally.
Isolation is dangerous. Case in point is my dear sweet mother-in-law. It is her birthday tomorrow and she will be 94 or 95. She lives in an assisted living house with five other women. They all have mental or physical health issues. For 3 months no one could visit her. Some restrictions were lifted in June. My husband and brother visited. She was very confused and complained about pain. Two weeks later my brother/sister-in-laws visited. Her condition had deteriorated so much they brought in hospice. On Friday we got the news she is now completely bed-ridden.
But on a brighter note . . . it is so great to "see" you Eyo!!! I have missed your wit and humor!
Marilyn
"Make dirt, not war." eyo
Hey chick in the back
Yes, how do we trade vegetables with friends and neighbors during pandemic? I wash my hands a lot gardening anyway, especially killing aphids (ding!) and tomato trimming, but make sure I wash up before rinsing and bagging and then "masking up" to hand over the goods. No tongs. My new neighbor of seven years, the one who lives directly across from the house and I just learned her name, she likes yardlong beans too. right on
Today the landlord is here, and we both masked up and stood apart while talking about his grandkids who visited up here yesterday. He asked me again what the neighbors name was, good thing I knew it. haha She went and picked up a garden kit here on Friday, gophers just decimated half what she had in the ground so bags sound pretty good for her about now: Garden kit distribution encourages people to 'be the change'
I like Daily Acts. I like making dirt too, but oak leaves don't mulch and I only produced about one bag in a year, had to buy about six bags from the nursery so far. Literally bought dirt and shit with the stimulus money, symbolism rocks.
peace and love
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love you Eyo! Kindred spirit thing.
Marilyn
"Make dirt, not war." eyo
This is a difficult subject
My mother is in independent living facility in central Florida. The county in which she resides has had one of the highest rates of COVID-19 infections. The place where my mother lives shut completely down on March 1 with the only outsiders allowed to come in are the staff and registered care givers. Not even the postman can enter. I have not seen my mother since February. While she is doing fairly well because she has a lot of interests, she says there have been times when all she wants is to be able to go on a ride somewhere.
I am now in NC. All our friends here have been respecting and adhering to social distancing. Recently four couples got together for cocktail hour in the drive way of a neighbor. We each brought our own beverages and snacks and sat at a distance from one another spread out on the driveway. It turned out to be better than I expected.
My only exception to social distancing is I still walk with my long time (over five years) walking partner every morning. It is hard to social distance while walking on sidewalks and wearing a mask for four to five miles out in the heat is not practical. However if this is still around when it gets cooler, I probably will wear a mask when I walk.
No one has come into my house and I would politely tell them we have a rule that no one can enter our home during the pandemic and that I hope they will understand our caution in that regard.
Do I hear the sound of guillotines being constructed?
“Those who make peaceful revolution impossible will make violent revolution inevitable." ~ President John F. Kennedy