I have taken to drinking. Drinking has taken to me. We have taken to each other. COVID please let my lung be



I have taken to drinking. Drinking has taken to me. We have taken to each other. COVID please let my lung be



Mass graves are being filled with the unclaimed or poverty stricken dead in New York. That’s where we are now. Hart Island (off the Bronx coast) has been used this way for a long time, but never on this level.
The virus is tearing through group homes for folk with special needs, the ones I work with. Both the residents and the staff are in the ICU or dead. They’re now very short staffed. So if you’re unemployed and not worried about the virus, there are options for you.



I don’t want to die with things left undone. I don’t want to drown in a bed, alone, without my loved ones able to say goodbye. I don’t want to die without one last kiss from Katie.








I noticed that these posts are sounding more hopeless. Unfortunately, that’s what it feels like in New York (and New Jersey) now. We realized that help is not coming from the federal government, at least not the Republicans, who shoot down every plea. They have no misgivings about letting us die. I would wish them all to suffer, but I can’t. No one should die alone, slowly drowning, not even with a chance to get on a ventilator, because there are none left. Even those that kill us with apathy should die in such a horrid way.
I’d rather history marks them for the monsters they are.
This entry has a lot about Jewishness in it, as I had to deal with hate speech on my Facebook page yesterday. Sadly, it was from another Jew.


I’m expecting to reach another 200 entries, if not more. If I live. New York is dying. Don’t fiddle while it burns.







I’m starting to get overwhelmed. Despair is setting in.



We’re doomed. Doooooomed…I think of War of the Worlds, where the aliens were wiped out by the common cold. A little thing like that can do so much damage.

