Covid Malaise Revisited

Covid Malaise Now images of My love Plague my broken And diseased mind. An affliction brought about by a national house arrest imposed by a Police State masquerading as a Democracy. A Democracy would care about a people’s Civil liberties, Justice and Equality. Thus far your actions make me conclude you have a hidden agenda for keeping me caged in my house behind closed doors with nothing but a face mask, hand sanitizer and a computer shuffling between Netflix and Amazon for companionship. I miss the warmth and kisses and caresses of my Baby Boo Boo. O Corona wont you pack your bags and leave already? The BLM protests made to break the monotony as did John Bolton’s new book. But that has passed. Another killing. Another shooting. Shocking news – Chadwick rests in power. Didn’t see that coming.# EdoStateDecides2020. The result sets social media on fire. “Fairly use party chairman for sale!” Internally Displaced Politicians (IDPs), Downgraded from Baba to Pikin; jubilant Mama from ward 1 were a few of the likes, tweets and reposts that made to break the internet. Donald and Joe make ready to rumble. The two hundred thousand death mark converges with the exit of the notorious RBG… This social isolation is killing me. I read the other day about the Mandela effect and how the UN voted to end solitary confinement for more than 15 days. Same was condemned as torture and capable of uprooting the mind from society without any hope of actual reintegration. This was a torture technique developed and deployed during the cold war. Little wonder the PTF and Governors have resorted to imposing their lockdown orders piece meal. Do they know something we don’t? We are social creatures. There is a lot of research and data on this point. Let’s test more and treat the sick. Quarantine them if you have to. But don’t restrict the sick and unsick as well from getting on with the business of living. Thank God for smart devices. The video calls have been a God sent relief from the mental drudgery of this nouveau gulag archipelago of sort as we are forced to retreat and self isolate in our homes. My heart longs for you my love to make me whole again. I desire your touch and kisses. But these I can only have in phantasmagoric nightmares and rimbaudesque day dreams. I am wary of these wraiths and ghouls that haunt the mansion of my mind. They come as familiar strangers,then friends. But they are no friends of mine. You alone are my friend. You alone makes this farcical existence meaningful. My Boo. Mi amor ! I can’t wait to see you on the other side of the novel coronavirus disease 2019 (Covid 19). The pandemic that shook the world in an era of seeming prosperity and progress. Where is the digital economy; 4IR; Industry 4.0; we have been hearing about ? Can we hope for a vaccine or effective drug any time soon?