Can You Read?

And…?

That’s expected. Covid is de novo. Almost no one (especially in the West) had even partial immunity to it before November 2019. This is is just what happens in that case! Read your goddamn virology and epidemiology textbooks, you useless wankers.

And I don’t really give a rip what that motherfucker is a professor of already (microbio). He can learn to read textbooks in his own field, too. And he should.

Metus

We should establish a country called “Metus” in the middle the US or Europe or somewhere and pay all the people who want to live in fear money to move there. They could hide indoors 24/7 and have beds specifically designed where you sleep/cower under them rather than atop them. They can also in this new land weepingly wear as many masks as they want for as long as they want. Hell, let them wear full Level 5 suits all day long. That’s what their shitty country will be for, doing stupid pointless fear-based crap like that.

The fact is that if you’re vaccinated, the risk is very low, and even if you get Covid, the risk of it being a severe case is very low as well. Anyway, Covid is it turns out primarily a severe disease of the obese.

Please, let’s set up this country and have all the lockdown-loving mask-worshipping prison-country-supporting assclowns go there and leave the rest of us the fuck alone.

Ramp It Up

But without fear-mongering, how will the right people make money, and how will the (neo)liberals keep us all inside and trapped in prison countries for the next decade? Tell me that, huh?

Stat Int

Hint for the dunces: as the vaccination rate increases, you’d expect to see more and more cases of Covid in the vaccinated rather than the unvaccinated population given the vaccines are not 100% effective.

That is, if a country gets to an 80% vaccination rate, and depending on variant and other factors (behavior), you’d expect more than half the cases to be from the vaccinated rather than the unvaccinated population. This is even more true for the elderly, who respond far less well to the vaccines.

Remember this when you see panicky headlines; have already seen a few, but there will be many, many, many more. Also expect to see unethical journalists and politicians use selective sampling from elderly or other vulnerable but vaccinated populations to make the Delta variant look much worse than it is, all in service of keeping us indoors and locked inside prison countries.

Please don’t fall for this, though I know most of you will.

Not So Fein

It didn’t matter because it worked. The whole idea was to keep Bernie away from any greater power by any means necessary.

Propaganda and lies work. That’s why there’s so much of both.

Boom Live

That’s my favorite live version of “Boom Clap” that I can find. It’s not an American TV show, so the sound mixing is better and they let her voice just be more. And it has the most energy. Also, that drummer! Listen to all those fills and flourishes that aren’t in the album version. She’s really good.

Illum

I want to talk about the brilliance of the first three lines of Charli XCX’s song “Boom Clap” and why they are so expressively incandescent.

Those lines are:

“You’re picture perfect blue
Sunbathing on the moon
Stars shining as your bones illuminate”

The song leads with an alliterative clichรฉ in the second and third words — or is it really a clichรฉ? The subject is the songwriter’s ubiquitous and anonymous “you,” with this innominate personage being described as “picture perfect”…blue? What does this “blue” mean here? This phrasing is evocative but it also serves to subvert the triviality of the “picture perfect” idiom and converts the nameless “you” into something that might be more than human, or different than, or something more like an apotheosis of a feeling rather than just the boundedly human subject we’d initially presumed. This at first seemingly-incongruous “blue” conjures thoughts of sky, of water, of something elemental.

The second line confirms this hypothesis in that we find ourselves, and presumably the subject as well, transported off the planet and sunbathing, as the song says, on the moon. This is my favorite line of the work both because it smashes into the clichรฉ of the first line and further recontextualizes it, deepening it into something yet more, while also alluding to the overwhelming intensity of the feeling of love and infatuation, especially when one is young. Sunbathing on the moon would be a totalizing, obliterative event and this perfectly equates to the profoundly consuming experience of being utterly besotted with another person. All of this is delivered in iambic meter with rap-like plosives and prosody, striking precisely with the beat like a heart hammering against a ribcage.

“Stars shining as your bones illuminate” describes the luminous intensity with which the songwriter’s desiderata seems to blaze. She does not mention the “soul” or anything metaphysical and non-corporeal like that; no, she mentions “bones” which firmly ground the work in the somatic and the real. And, notably, the narrator of the song still notices the stars, which serves to situate her still in the larger universe and all its resident appeal. That is, she is not so enamored of the subject of her yearning that she fails to notice the other beauty present, beauty that complements rather than detracts from the primary object of her notice and desire.

These three lines do a lot with a little, which is an enviable achievement for any writer. They grab and then smash your expectations within the first four words, and gleefully subvert the apprehensions of physics and feeling. All of this is achieved with an expedient economy combined with little lexical flair but lots of pluck, strategic consonance and assonance, and a perfect sense of the nonsense of infatuation with and adoration of another human.