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as soon as they opened the hairdressers I went. there are some pretty severe conditions to their opening that made me agree to go, my stylist is in the brodetsky strip mall and the others stores haven’t been allowed yet to open, so i was feeling pretty safe. But in the minutes after i got there I watched the gradual opening. one after another the shops turned on their lights, opened the doors – some only the back door. And there was the official, running from shop to shop and distributing the tickets of 5000 shekel each. For some of them it was probably worth it. They were mobbed. The shoemaker, though, was smart enough to work with a locked door and no lights – i can imagine how the shoes turned out.

what we know is that the corona numbers are up, and after today, they will be higher and higher. We’re just too hungry for a ‘normal’ life.

and by the way, i hate my new haircut.

november 2, 2020 – shopping and the numbers Read Post »

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we cheat a little all the time – we stay close to home, don’t make secret calls to our hairdresser to come over and cut our hair, don’t visit with friends much, don’t shop. But it is almost impossible not to see grandchildren – There are two different sets of kids who really should be meeting at our place, but that is too much for us. so here and there, we visit with a few kids – sometimes one at a time. today one set came for lunch. we did our best to stay away, but a heated game of monopoly made us share dice, shout uncontrollably without social distance, and forget our masks even after the meal. in the background there was a terror of contagion, but the joy overcame the fear.

it is clear that the contagion is contingent on the participation of the public and that participation is contingent on faith in the governing body making the rules. We have been trying very hard to obey all the rules despite our lack of faith in the purity of the motives of our government. it is clear that the concessions the prime minister has to make to minority parties in order to keep the coalition are not based on science, but we keep our heads down. We don’t go to demonstrations for fear of contagion.

or maybe because we’re more afraid of what government will replace the one we topple.

october 24, 2020 – we cheated Read Post »

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The continuation of my diary from April 2002 to today.  For archives press old diary 

October, 2020.

since this new site has a sense of self-significance that intimidates me at the moment, i’m going to try to be more representational.  i don’t know how i can ‘write to the moment, ‘ as Henry Fielding’s Shamela called it when she wrote things like “ Mrs. Jervis and I are just in Bed, and the Door unlocked; if my Master should come — Odsbobs! I hear him just coming in at the Door. You see I write in the present Tense, as Parson Williams says. ” i mean it’s a total fake to pretend to be immediate, because you can’t both “live and utter it” as Thoreau noted.  Either you live, or you note it down in passing – sloppy, mispelled, without transitions or absolute clarity or you polish and refine.  i don’t think i’m honest when i polish and refine.  do you? 

October 5, 2020 Read Post »