The corona virus saga - chapter 53

Is the current viral pandemic a rehearsal for our own cosmic mortality?

The coronavirus saga - chapter 52

Everyone gathers. In silence. In communion.  They are all watching live television together.  On every channel.  In every country.  Even Futurebook is watching the live stream.  It's very interested in what's going to happen.

The corona virus saga - chapter 51

The star people had a very important announcement to make.  Stay tuned for further details as they happen.

My plague year, a105

Making sense of climate change requires more than trying to determine where on a particular linear plot we are and where on it we are likely to be in ten years, or in fifty. It may require more profoundly revising our sense of linearity itself.  In my plague year.

The corona virus saga - chapter 50

Did you ever stop to think that those asteroid people, or interstellar entities, or whatever the fuck they called themselves. 

What was their actual purpose? Why were they here?

My plague year, a104

Breaking new records. To no surprise.  In my plague year.

The corona virus saga - chapter 49

And then there were the forgotten ones.  In their own private bunkers.

My plague year, a103

Cases on the rise. Government denies.  In my plague year.

The corona virus saga - chapter 48

There’s a special 80-person police force within the Federal Emergency Management Agency, a component of DHS, that guards the president’s doomsday bunker at Mount Weather in Berryville, Virginia.

My plague year, a102

The Arctic is feverish and on fire. The thermometer hit a unprecedented record of 100.4 degrees Fahrenheit in the Russian Arctic town of Verkhoyansk on Saturday.  In my plague year.

The corona virus sage - chapter 47

"Yes, this is Howie Mandel’s manager. How can i help you?"

My plague year, a101

Report finds not one police department in the 20 largest American cities are compliant with international rights laws. In my plague year.

The corona virus saga - chapter 46

The International Order of Odd Fellows felt that the current sequence of world events clearly meant that the simulation that we all live in was failing.

My plague year, a100

Party horns sound the alarm. Along with string pull poppers that shoot out confetti when you pull their string.  We're in the Transition to Greatness.  100 days, and counting.  Still going strong, even building strength.  Can't you just feel it?  Feel the change a coming. In my plague year.

The corona virus saga - chapter 45

No one knew how to build the StarGate.

My plague year, a99

I call this one the blood tie. Because that's what it looks like. In my plague year.

The corona virus saga - chapter 44

Back to Nature, the 'get back to nature while paying us for the privilege of doing so' cult, was doing a booming business ever since the troubles began.

My plague year, a98

The state of the nation. Is what some would call chaos.  As that aXX number on this post series keeps on climbing skyward.  In my plague year.

The coronavirus saga - chapter 43

When you think of the cells in the body. They all go about doing their business. Independently. Like busy little bees they all work away. No grand program running it. Just autonomous individuals all running around doing the things they think they want to do. And their interactions create all kinds of stuff. 

My plague year, a97

What awaits us. On the other side of the rainbow.  In my plague year.

The corona virus saga - chapter 42

They called them friday night dance parties. 

My plague year, a96

The natives are restless. In my plague year.

The corona virus saga - chapter 41

When i first told my friends about the nigerian prince from the future, who contacted me with a proposition that would bring me great wealth, why they laughed in my face and said i was crazy, that i was being duped by some nefarious internet of the future scam. 

My plague year, a95

Summertime, is heating up, in my plague year.

The corona virus saga - chapter 40

The nigerian prince from the future.

My plague year, a94

We're an empire now, and when we act, we create our own reality (some guy, 1994).  'Just believe' (copyright Walt Disney 1939, all rights reserved).  In my plague year.

The corona virus saga - chapter 39

Hey, ye.   It is i, your dear friend from the future.

My plague year, a93

Everything is normal.  Just like this photo.  Nothing to worry about.  In my plague year.

The corona virus saga - chapter 38

He wears the armor of the StarGate. 

My plague year, a92

Living in a failed nationstate. In my plague year.

The corona virus saga - chapter 37

"Say his name. Say his name well." 

My plague year, a91

Should i go to the gym?  In my plague year.

The corona virus saga - chapter 36

NBC presents.   The television event of the millennium. We're talking fiery car crash ratings.  Some really good stuff.

Howie Mandel presents a conversation with Jon Frum.

My plague year, a90

CNN general counsel David Vigilante:

To my knowledge, this is the first time in its 40 year history that CNN had been threatened with legal action because an American politician or campaign did not like CNN’s polling results.

To the extent we have received legal threats from political leaders in the past, they have typically come from countries like Venezuela or other regimes where there is little or no respect for a free and independent media.

In my plague year.

The corona virus saga - chapter 35

America was in flames. People rioting in the streets. Chanting a name.  Chanting a name together in unison. Chanting together for Jon Frum

My plague year, a89

The lights are on in the big city.  As we pretend nothing is happening.  In my plague year.

The corona virus saga - chapter 34

This just in.  Jon Frum apparently no longer dead.  Details to follow after we conclude this episode of 'The Apprentice, Quarantine House of Longing and Desire'.

My plague year, a88

Things fall apart.  In my plague year.

The corona virus saga - chapter 33

JON FRUM DEAD 

A service.  In memorial.  Live streaming everywhere.  Like we are the world.  Or Elvis in Hawaii.

My plague year, a87

More than 10000 non-violent protestors have been arrested around the US, as police forces regularly used pepper spray, rubber bullets, tear gas, and batons on protestors, media, and bystanders.  Spicing things up with knocking old people on the ground, drive by pepper spraying of random individuals on the side of the road, kettling the crowd before throwing in 'flash-bangs' to fuck them up, the occasional 'let's drive our car through the crowd and get a few' stroke of inspiration, and of course the timeless favorite, 'let's kill another innocent person'. All very ambitious attempts at really proving the protestors point.  Driving it home for all to see.  In my plague year.

The corona virus saga - chapter 32

This just in.   They have killed Jon Frum.   Details to come.

My plague year, a86

Those clutching their pearls at assaults on the media and police brutality hold dear the belief that America’s inherent virtue will prevail, even as police officers hammer it with batons on mobile phone footage. American exceptionalism is the proverbial cockroach weathering a nuclear attack – it survives everything. It survives school shootings, the suspension of due process in Guantánamo Bay, and the torture and killing of millions of innocent civilians from Vietnam to Iraq. It is at this moment surviving despite the US having the highest coronavirus death toll in the world. 

Observations from Guardian columnist Nesrine Malik.  In my plague year.

The corona virus saga - chapter31

This news just in...   John Frum reveals all.

My plague year, a85

The once-temperate relationship between the president and the D.C. mayor erupted in an ugly schism. In my plague year.

The corona virus saga - chapter 30

When Chinese officials in the city of Wuhan discovered a cluster of just six non- infected COVID-19 cases around two weeks ago—the first cases there in more than a month—they quickly set an ambitious plan to test the entire city of roughly 11 million and crush a potential second wave of people not infected. And they initially planned to try to do it in just 10 days.

My plague year, a84

Few sights from the nation’s protests in recent days have seemed more dystopian than the appearance of rows of heavily-armed riot police around Washington in drab military-style uniforms with no insignia, identifying emblems or name badges. Many of the apparently federal agents have refused to identify which agency they work for.

The images of such military-style men in America’s capital are disconcerting, in part, because absent identifying signs of actual authority the rows of federal officers appear all-but indistinguishable from the open-carrying, white militia members cosplaying as survivalists who have gathered in other recent protests against pandemic stay-at-home orders. Some protesters have compared the anonymous armed officers to Russia’s “Little Green Men,” the soldiers-dressed-up-as-civilians who invaded and occupied eastern Ukraine.

In my plague year.

The corona virus saga -chapter 29

Texas radio jackass, the man with the megaphone, declares that he is Jon Frum. "I was a part of the first wave. Of infiltrators. Sent in. To gather information. And access the situation."

My plague year, a83

The US has been downgraded from a “medium risk” to a “high risk” country in a civil unrest index by the global risk analysis company Verik Maplecroft. The report said the US government has “failed to eradicate the impunity with which the police act or address the lack of accountability for its actions.”

Military deployments will worsen the public perception that the government is seeking to restrict freedom of expression. Covid cases are already expected to continue to rise in central and southern states in the coming weeks, where some of the most intense protests are happening, according to Verisk Maplecroft’s sister company AIR.

In my plague year.

The corona virus saga - chapter 28

Be careful. Be very careful son. Be very very careful son, when you are around FutureBook.

My plague year, a82

Are we at the crossroads of american democracy?  Or just the beginning of a long hot summer.  In my plague year.