Coronavirus Diary (44): N95 Masks and Decontamination Revisited

I’m pleased to learn that Richard Saint Cyr’s proposal, mentioned here back in March, has now hit the big time. Here’s an article in The New York Times discussing it, as well as some related proposals for decontaminating used N95 masks. (No, amazingly enough, it doesn’t mention Richard, me, or Policy of Truth.)

I don’t have an N95 mask, but got an ultraviolet lamp about a week ago. Haven’t yet had the time to put it together, but will look into whether area hospitals need any. They run about $50-$150, in case you’re considering a donation.

Obviously, read the fine print so that you’re sure you’re buying a functioning germicidal lamp capable of killing the virus, as opposed to a lemon that ends up killing you.

Coronavirus Diary (43): Social Distancing and Self-Service Gas

Here is a sincerely modest proposal for promoting social distancing, at least in New Jersey: give us self-service gas. Please. New Jersey’s been debating this issue fruitlessly for years. Every other state has it. Even Jersey’s own gas stations want it at this point. And some towns are begging for it, as well. Now is the time, for God’s sake. Naturally, the state legislature and the station owners’ association want to relax the rules “for now,” so that they have the freedom to default back to business as usual when the pandemic passes. I guess we’ll have to fight that battle when we get to it. But let’s at least have self-serve now. Continue reading

Coronavirus Diary (42): Should the Parks Be Closed in Jersey?

Feel free to believe this or not, but just about everyone who knows me well–friends, wives, ex’s–knows of my long history of altercations with the cops. Many of these altercations have taken place during my nocturnal rambles in local parks. Cops often claim that the parks “close,” and are willing to hassle anyone walking in the park “after hours.”* In doing so, they will often (falsely) insist that “there’s a curfew,” and ignore the blackletter of the laws they claim to be enforcing. Continue reading

contagion requiem

wet market contagion

community spread

Li cries out

then silenced

dead

empty streets in Wuhan

people inside

doors welded shut

how many died?

Xi lies

dictatorship and national pride

crematorium ash flies

the Devil is unbound

the world oblivious

 

 

priests consecrate the wine and bread

body and blood of Christ

only to be struck down, dead

the Horsemen have arrived

the job of Christ is no earthly saving

dead in the wards

dead in the hallways

bodies fill the churches

shipped to more-spacious churchyards nearer the Vatican

the conflagration spreads

 

 

oh, American decadence!

the stupid vanity of the trumped-up man

stupidly vain righteousness

impeach the man

impeach democracy

‘I win! I shine!’ — ‘You swine!’

a glorious circus all dressed up in right and wrong

interrupted by sweeping death

Emerald City sorrow, Gotham apocalypse

the dying comes and comes

unprepared

machines breathing last breaths

saviors saving only to die

the big boss strips us naked

knocks us unconscious…

we awake in fits

to face reality and find solace as we can

but back to the circus we go

winning and losing, righting and wronging, shining and stinking up the joint 

what a show

death smiles

but the end is not yet written

Thoughts and Prayers for Donald Trump

It’s a federal offense to threaten or incite violence against the President of the United States. I would never do such a thing. Nor am I doing it now.

But one has a First Amendment right to pray to the deity of one’s choosing.

As it happens, there is a form of prayer in the Qur’an, used in daily (often public) prayer, which might be called the prayer of execration. In prayers of execration, one petitions God to smite or damn one’s own enemies, and/or His (it helps if they coincide). A famous example is Surah Lahab, aimed at one Abu Lahab, an enemy of the Prophet Muhammad. Continue reading

Coronavirus Diary (41): “Worst Shift Yet”

Messages like this, delivered like this, are the only antidote to a society that prizes lies, valorizes liars, and denigrates the honest expression of raw emotion. If anything noble or redemptive is left in this country, it’s to be found in people like D’neil Schmall.

Coronavirus Diary (39): In the Trenches with Jeff Rhode

This is a wonderful photo essay, by photographer Jeff Rhode, of front-line health care workers at Holy Name Hospital in Teaneck, New Jersey, the epicenter of the COVID-19 pandemic here. As I understand it, Rhode has been “embedded” at Holy Name for the duration of the crisis there. Though the essay was published a few weeks ago, it helps put faces on the otherwise faceless “health care workers” currently working on the front lines, in hospitals and elsewhere. Thanks to my Felician colleague Julie O’Connell for mentioning it to me.

PS., Bigger, better photos at Rhode’s Instagram.

Call for Plasma Donations: Mt. Sinai-Valley Health (Paramus, NJ)

For people in the north Jersey/New York City area (see tweet below): here’s the link that takes you to information and the application. Test location is Bolger Medical Arts Building, 970 Linwood Ave, Paramus, New Jersey.