Over the past week, I have followed multiple accounts describing the development and spread of the “Coronavirus” from China. Having previously survived pneumonia, I am trying to stay positive, but just as in my old life I am without health care. That, these days, seems ultimately problematic as well, but depending on future events (will I make it back home?) I may invest in some kind of insurance.
What bothers me most about this Coronavirus outbreak is, in reality, it’s best feature: the coverage. The 1979 coverage of the virus taking the lives of gay men, AIDS, I think, was limited to fear mongering and hate speech. From my perspective, this new viral infection started in animals was transferred to humans, but the sufferers come from all walks of life; AIDS, however, mostly affects gay men… I suppose media coverage and its scientific basis must have improved in the past 40 odd years, but it makes my heart ache to think such a vulnerable group of Americans never had the same care.
If I develop life threatening pneumonia and die, take this last post as my Will: I have nothing in this time to give, so the first to discover the password to my account may have it and do as they wish.
Good luck killing me off, though. Stay sharp.
