Belligerent… nice word, Fandango, whether adjective or noun! Now who comes to mind when I think of belligerent? Hmmm…
Who – up until yesterday at least – thought he could bully a world-wide deadly virus into submission just because he says so? Pretend so insistently that there was no crisis, it was all fake news, a hoax? Talk down genuine scientific concern and minimise medical advice because Covid-19 threatens to derail his re-election campaign and it doesn’t suit his personal plan? Only an arrogant narcissistic belligerent like Trump could try to wage a propaganda war with a global pandemic, claiming victory in spades before the real battle over a real life-or-death conflict has even begun in earnest…
Throughout this crisis to date it seems to me that Trump has presided over his White House podium like a grotesque Grim Reaper in a fancy-dress fat-suit with a candy-floss comb-over, effectively felling swathes of the American population with each ignorant remark and misleading comment about this virus he’s made. To my mind he’s way beyond being a political liability, he’s been behaving more like a national death-wish in the (unnaturally orange) flesh.
On second thoughts, perhaps ‘belligerent’ just doesn’t quite cut it after all… 😦
For today’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday Linda wants us to write about what’s next to us when we read the prompt, not when we sat down to write… Well for me it’s usually likely to be the same thing, because I only ever blog on my laptop and I usually only sit in one place to do that – on my sofa.
So, next to me on my sofa is a crochet blanket I made – one of many – and it’s there because I like to snuggle up under a blanket in the evenings to watch TV. It’s a comfort thing carried forward from childhood, and is also the reason I’m usually wearing a scarf all year round – it’s the comfort of fabric wrapping around me I find so soothing.
And particularly right now with everything feeling so up in the air and insecure because of the corona virus pandemic, and our current Stay at Home policy creating a kind of life-limbo in which we all hold our collective breath and wait for the peak of the virus to pass… Or whatever it is we’re doing as a nation, rest assured I’m happily finding comfort wherever I can 🙂
I have a confession to make. Today I could not face any update on the Covid-19 pandemic, could not face hearing of more infections, more deaths. I have other things on my mind today, family concerns closer to home and no way to give the hugs that are so badly needed. Today I’m feeling the full force of social distancing and it hurts. So I picked up my camera and I went for a walk, alone, as allowed for my one daily exercise in the fresh air.
Fighting back tears I felt the warm sun on my face, smelled the salty sea air, listened to the birds above the vastly reduced traffic noise, and looked around at the beautiful landscape where I am lucky enough to live. The canal path is wide enough to pass others while maintaining a safe distance between you, and everyone I met today was also being sensible and considerate.For an hour or so I walked and photographed, and afterwards I felt a bit better.
This difficult situation will not last forever, and what matters most is that we all do what we can to get through it as best we can… ❤
This afternoon I decided to have some fun with flowers and play about a bit with a few of my images, getting creative with deliberate camera shake and motion blur – I really like some of the results, they can look quite artistic and are certainly a little different to the standard sharp shots I prefer to take 🙂