Showing posts with label pandemic. Show all posts
Showing posts with label pandemic. Show all posts

Saturday, May 30, 2020

Corona Wisdom: glimpses of a world radically changing

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UPDATE: In the meantime, this virus goes on displaying new tricks and devastating lives as it goes. Today the vaccine began to be delivered ... may it reach every one of you quickly and end this time of such stress and division. 12/14/2020


Eighty days ago I began a journey of trying to capture the essence of a pandemic in words and art. The expected 30 pages have mushroomed into over 100, so it is time to wrap up this project. I wanted to end the journal with lessons learned and expected a long list of inspiring takeaways from this time.

However, days have passed with little result. Closure eluded me as I began to review where we’ve been since late February when the first inklings that this might be serious crept into our consciousness.

Since then, we’ve reached 100,000 US deaths, and one thing is clear: the common refrain of “We’re all in this together,” reveals itself as a cruel joke on so many levels.


Emergence

Deaths are clustered around old age and the lethal combination of poverty and contributing health conditions. Approximately 40% of US deaths were residents of nursing homes and assisted living centers, and people living in poverty are twice as likely to die as the middle class and wealthy.

A similar inequality exists on the economic side of this pandemic. The capital of the wealthy is actually increasing and middle-class professionals are working from home with little impact to their incomes or life-style, other than a few less exotic vacations and gourmet restaurant meals.

The working poor, gig workers, and homeless however, are being devastated, not only losing their incomes, but also their health insurance, and often, access to security programs such as unemployment. Endless lines at food banks are common and the token payment of $1,200, intended to help people through the financial crisis, isn’t enough to touch the needs of most poor families.


Peace Egret
So, what are my takeaways, from this time of crisis? One lesson relearned and three questions.

THE LESSON: Times of stress and crisis bring out the worst and the best in us.

    A few examples of the worst that made me despair:
  • Bazookas in a sandwich shop.
  • Spitting on people just doing their jobs.
  • Threatening the lives of anyone who disagrees with you.
  • Armed protests for the freedom not to wear a mask.
    A few examples of the best that have lifted my heart:
  • A man playing his grand piano from a gondola on the canals of Venice.
  • Anonymous donors paying off student loans.
  • Amateur pilots flying medical supplies to rural hospitals.
  • Health care workers risking their lives to treat patients.
And THE QUESTIONS:
Do all lives matter?

Do all deaths matter?

Does our planet matter?

It it easy to respond:
Of course!





However ...

Actions speak louder than words and I’m not sure our actions are consistent with those words. These are deep, complicated questions with no easy answers.

If the lives of our elderly truly mattered, would we house so many of them in substandard warehouses? Only the truly well-to-do can afford the price of top notch care facilities. Plus, the salaries of care workers in all facilities are abysmal, resulting in astronomical employee turnover and a revolving door of under-trained people caring for our elders.

If the lives of everyone mattered, would we have streets in every city in America where the homeless wander aimlessly, often sick mentally or physically, lacking adequate food and shelter?

If the lives of everyone mattered, would Native Americans be facing loss of tribal income, staggering unemployment, and inadequate basic services such as clean, running water?

If the lives of everyone mattered, would children go to bed hungry in one of the richest countries
in the world, and almost a third of our people lack affordable access to health care. 



Rememberance
If all deaths mattered, what would we have done differently during this pandemic? The United States is one of the richest, best educated, and most sophisticated countries in the world. The Department of Defense budget for 2020 is $721.5 billion. Couldn’t part of that budget be focused on protecting us from the ravages of a pandemic? 

There is a huge amount of technology focused today on extending our life expectancy, perhaps even removing death from natural causes from our concept of life. Most likely, these options will be far more available to the 1% than the rest of us. Is this what we want?

And, last but definitely not least, does our planet matter? We’ve seen amazing changes in the past three months … cleaner air, clearer water, animals returning to places they had abandoned. We’ve seen changes in how we work, how we do business, how we relate to our families, our neighbors, our communities. We’ve done what we previously thought impossible, because something we can’t even see said: STOP! Will we begin to treat the planet as our only home or go back to our self-destructive ways?

We need to have serious conversations about these very complicated questions. There is a huge bucket of blame for the loss in life and economic security from this pandemic, however, at this point, placing blame will not serve us well. There is enough to be shared by all of us since we’ve all played a role in creating the current state of our planet. 


Tree of a different time
The bottom line, for me at least, is the understanding that we need to decide who we want to be as a people and then create the systems, the institutions, the government that will take us there. 

How can we foster these conversations?

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Friday, April 17, 2020

Love Letter to my life #22: Time of the seedling


by Joyce Wycoff 

(We know the day we were born, but most of us do not know the day we will die. This love letter to my life is written on the day I've designated as my death day, the 17th of every month, and reminds me to be grateful for my incredible life.) 


My daughter is an environmentalist. During her work-from-home days, she has been creating a “freedom garden” using all recycled materials: plastic bottles, soda cans, plastic containers of all sorts. 
She gave me a package of black cherry tomato seeds and I began my own mini-garden even though my history of gardening is not encouraging. After writing this love letter to my life, I was looking for an opening photo and decided this tiny sprout is how I feel these days: a fragile seedling in a new world.  
I am grateful to be a new seedling, sprouting in a strange world, but it makes me wonder: what will we do with the new information we are gaining on a daily basis?  
What seeds are we planting? 
What new directions will we choose? 
Will we come to value each other more than financial markers? 
Will we begin to honor our only home planet?
Our future is ours to choose.
In the past week, COVID-19 killed almost as many people as heart disease, the #1 killer in our society.

It is interesting to write a love-letter to my life when at least 35,000 of my fellow countrymen have died from a disease that we still don't understand fully. I am grateful that the virus has not touched me personally, but social media keeps me touched by the heartbreak of others, as we collectively experience grief, the frustration of dealing with the uncertainty of the future, and watch the stricken economy wreak havoc with the already precarious balance of so many working people.

As it became apparent that we were in the midst of a pandemic unlike anything we’ve experienced in my life-time, I began an almost-daily meditation in words and art, titling it Corona Curiosity because I wanted to know more about the disease and how we would react to it. 

Every disaster brings out the best and worst in people. This one is no different.

102 years ago, 500 MILLION people were infected by a new flu. Between 10% and 20% of them died a horrible death, often within hours of becoming sick. The virus was colorful … starting out with mahogany spots on the cheekbones and gradually turning the extremities blue then black and eventually darkening and hardening the abdomen and torso. Laura Spinney, author of Pale Rider: The Spanish Flu of 1918 and How It Changed the World states:
As long as you were conscious, therefore, you watched death enter at your fingertips and fill you up.

While most of what we see now, happened then, we are far luckier today because we understand contagion, have a much better healthcare system, and are apparently dealing with a less virulent virus. That flu (misnamed “Spanish” flu even though that was not where it originated), attacked the young and healthy as well as the elderly … and, perhaps most alarming, it came in three waves.
Most of the deaths came during thirteen weeks of the second wave. What we are seeing today doesn't begin to let us imagine the horror of those times, especially coming at the closing of four years of World War I.

In those days, there was no way to see the virus or understand how it works. Today we have electronic microscopes and a deep understanding of the genomes of viruses. We even have the genome of the 1918 virus thanks to a tiny village in Alaska and a curious Swedish microbiologist and Ph.D. student at the University of Iowa. It’s an interesting story.

Brevig Mission, the village, was populated by 80 mostly Inuit Natives. In five days, 72 of the villagers died of the flu and were buried in a mass grave site on a hill outside the village.

Johan Hultin, the 25-year-old student, obtained permission from the village elders to excavate the burial site in 1951. He succeeded in obtaining frozen tissue, but the limitations of technology at that time stymied his search for the virus. 46 years later, he joined forces with another researcher, made a trip back to the village, at his own expense, and discovered “Lucy” buried in 7 feet of permafrost and succeeded in recovering lung tissue which eventually led to the sequencing of the virus.

Years would be spent studying the virus and how it was different from normal, seasonal flu. The CDC article (referenced below) contains a worrisome conclusion:
No other human influenza viruses tested were as exceptionally virulent. In that way, the 1918 virus was special – a uniquely deadly product of nature, evolution and the intermingling of people and animals. It would serve as a portent of nature’s ability to produce future pandemics of varying public health concern and origin.
The article (written prior to 2019) goes on to talk about the possibility of future pandemics, the importance of WHO, the World Health Organization, and actions taken to prepare for a possible future pandemics. Unfortunately, a great deal of the preparations for future pandemics was dismantled by the current administration.

As interesting as the 1918-1919 pandemic was, this letter is intended to be a personal reflection, so I’m going to outline my gratitudes, disappointments, and hopes.

I am so grateful …
  • to be living in Reno near family and easy access to open spaces and natural beauty
  • for my good health and the creative impulse which gives me a thousand possibilities to fill my time
  • for having a livable Social Security income which buffers me from economic fluctuations
  • for the amazing health care system that is working tirelessly to get us through this crisis
  • for the Instacart shoppers and the rest of the food supply system that is still keeping most of us fed
  • for all the transportation workers who are keeping our supply chain moving, even if slowly
  • for all the mail carriers, trash collectors, and others who help us maintain a semblance of normality
  • for Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, Zoom and all the social media, flawed though it may be, that keeps us in contact with friends and family
  • and for all the generous outpouring of love and caring coming from so many people all across the globe.
I am so disappointed that …
  • people have let their fear and greed turn into hoarding and profiteering
  • young people have this additional fear and anxiety added to their world view
  • politicians are more worried about the stock market than the health of our people
  • people are listening to conspiracy theorists and hucksters rather than seeking out real experts and scientists
  • some churches are resisting social distancing at the peril of their own people as well as the rest of us
  • 22 million people are newly jobless in the U.S.
  • the aid package designed by Congress favors the wealthy more than the needy 
  •  the current administration has waffled and delayed taking action causing more suffering and death.
I hope that ...
  •  we understand the remarkable healing ability of the planet, if we change our ways
  •  we begin to understand that we are all connected, all neighbors on one planet
  •  we recognize and prioritize family and friends over material goods and personal gain
  •  we choose leaders who serve the people rather than their own personal and financial interests
  •  companies will value their employees more than quarterly profits
  •  we will be able to trust and value each other and work for our common good rather than individual greed
  • and that we soon will be able to go to movies and concerts, eat dinners with friends and family, camp in our amazing parks, and just hang out and socialize with each other.
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