Made it through February without killing anyone. A victory.
We heard today that our Sister Asylum, about ½ hour from here as the Old Bat walks, has 50 cases of Covid and it is all locked down. AGAIN. It’s hard to imagine that happening. Perhaps Covid got loose in the HVAC system? I don’t think there is a lot of science supporting the spread of Covid by HVAC.
Thinking about the future of life on the planet today while on my walk. Actually thinking about the skills that today’s young people might need to make it to ripe old age. It occurred to me that things really haven’t changed all that much since my grandmother’s day. She could move into my life as an old woman and get along fine. Nothing has changed all that much since the 1960’s. Well, except that we can not go to the moon anymore. And that’s the point. We really haven’t gained anything. And we lost the ability to go to the moon. What are we going to lose next? How do we prepare? I suspect that if I were to wake up tomorrow in 2083 as an old woman with 2023 skills and sensibilities, I might have a very hard time. It’s not the potential advances that worry me. It’s the loses.
Well, that’s a bleak start to March, isn’t it?
Focused on focusing this morning. Oh, and at 3:39 this afternoon I get eleven 2FA codes from USAA. I guess they were stuck somewhere in cyberspace. (My grandmother’s banker would have known her by name, not by a 6-digit code. I think we lost something there too.)