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Showing posts with label in memory of pandemics past and present. Show all posts
Showing posts with label in memory of pandemics past and present. Show all posts

Monday, 30 December 2024

Five Years On

From the worldwide Covid outbreak
that so many governments prepared for
by acting as if it would never happen,
and cutting back on the state resources
that they had previously held in reserve
knowing they should be useful, but not knowing when,
the latest historical study of pandemics
revealed here posits an idea than modern atheists
and liberals will revile, through in it's thoughtfulness,
it was the best means of surviving the outbreak
in Roman times of a pandemic that combined
symptoms that were Ebola-like, and devastating.

In the face of the unknown and unknowable,
the utterly chaotic and terrifying, third century Christians
applied basic levels of consistency in compassion,
the only tools they had, whilst they were sorely tested. 

Meanwhile the virus out-did the pagan gods of the era
in it's version of their anarchistic selfishness.
The virus wreaked havoc on the human body and mind,
as if the pagan believers were the pigs and the old gods were Legion,
the demons who 'were many' in the gospel story* where the demons,
transferred themselves to the animals, and the animals
drove themselves over a cliff. The old 'gods' simply vanished,
as if they had never been - selfishness was too much their root value.

Where this example leaves us now
so soon after the global brush with death
that touched the developed world
(the undeveloped world brushes with death daily)
is difficult to tell. But one point is sure;
there are always more causes for caution
than we are ready to act upon, that we will ignore. 


*Mark Chapter 5 Verse 2 - 13  

Friday, 17 April 2020

Six Degrees Of Separation

used to mean something quite benign.

With this virus stalking the feeble,
testing everyone and taking who it can,
we are in for something very different
from the usual 'six degrees of separation'.

Soon we will all know somebody
who knows somebody who knows somebody,
who the virus separated from life when theirs ended.

Alistaire Cooke talked in his old age
of the many widows he saw in his youth
who after WW1 and Spanish flu
were noted for being seen in public
with black bands on their arms
in memory of their newly gone husbands.

After we have completed our home made face masks
and taken what care of each other we can
then maybe we should consider
making black arm bands for the future,
if not for ourselves then for another,
-they are going to be useful.