When despite the isolation and difficulties and people being terribly ill and dying, there was this feeling of something good might come out of this great reset of society?
That feels very distant now.
Yes, ironically I hadn’t felt so close to people in years.
It was incredible how reduction in emissions seem to instantly have an effect on the health of regions. Everything seemed to be up in the air as we adapted to find new ways of doing things in order to keep our vulnerable members safe. I really thought this was our chance to change things for the better.
Obviously the deadly virus that killed millions was tragic, but I did have a sense that things might actually get better for everyone overall.
Aside from the death and fear it was great. All plans canceled. Lots of distant community. Lots of processes that seemed impossible (like work from home) suddenly were easy.
Then fuckers started whining. Place started opening too early and raising infection rates. More people died.
Fuckers started selling counterfeit masks. Medical misinformation ran rampant.
As USA N95 supplies drop due to fired inspectors, and misinformation increases, this next pandemic will suck.
Edit: Even UBI seemed possible. Which is wild.
Literally ruined by capitalism once again.
No? I remember feeling scared and sad that we were doing all the wrong things and everyone was trying to use the chaos to profit, often making things much worse.
I didn’t get sick for years thanks to all the social norms changing, then we had a kid in daycare and I got sick all the time anyway.
As a strong introvert, I didn’t hate it. I can understand a lot of extroverts losing their minds though.
I remember going to work on site Monday to Saturday because my employer dictated that we were essential and working remotely was or part time was out of question, we were given cheap masks and a carpet on the floor with a bit of sanitizer for our safety and the customers (several customers died… Especially the older ones that didn’t want to use masks, which were required to enter the place).
That is all I remember mate, ah and covering the turns of the people that they were forced to go home for months full paid by the country laws (no home office) because of higher risk due to medical reasons… Fun times.
Yep, there was a sense of people coming together in the first few weeks but it didn’t last long…
Maybe it was different at different places, but I think here it grew stronger with time though it transformed from the celebrities singing on social media and applauding nurses to general acceptance of communal hardships and everybody pulling together to get through it. I think despite the hardships and suffering there was a communal spirit that is rare nowadays.
There were these things like smog clearing up, I hoped that would bring about something. Mostly I was worried that people would get radicalised by the isolation and anti-lockdown grifters though.
Oh yeah, the “nature is healing” memes!
I 'member
OOOOOO I MEMEBER
And we all thought murder hornets were coming for us.
Man, those were the days.
Fox News calling them “Africanized bees” smh
Those would be killer bees, not murderer hornets. The murder hornets are Japanese. Africanized bees is the term, it’s not just a Fox News-ism.
Wow TIL
Who thought of it as a great reset of society? Everyone was miserable and wanted to go back to their regular lives.
I think many people at the time considered it an opportunity for change as they passed through the stages and arrived at acceptance of “this is what it is now”. I remember talking with people that were optimistic that society might take a turn to the communal again.
It could be a common coping mechanism, where human brains make old memories of bad times feel slightly better and forget the worst parts sooner.
nah, i talked about it a lot at the time about how i was feeling hopeful and like everyone was in it together
Well that is one patronising way to respond I guess.
I didn’t mean it that way. I just meant to remind you, that our brains do this, that’s why I wrote “could”.
For example, I was in the military many years ago. Now when I look back, I immediately remember all the fun we had doing exercizes in the forest, marching in lockstep, helping each other, good food from the military cooks, my seargent walking around laughing and wielding two machine guns, etc… But when it was so nice, why did I quit? I have to concentrate hard to remember that is was actually one of the worst times I had in my life. No privacy, bad bunk beds, constantly exhausted, drinking alcohol to be able to sleep when deployed to noisy environments, everything was dangerous all the time, always being ready to kill randos, just because their boss sent them to war, etc… It wasn’t fun overall, but it’s getting harder to remember every year.
