The Penguin

Pictured: Cholera, not COVID. Still pretty evocative though. From Le Petit Journal, 1912. You, me, and everyone we know, all of us, have probably at one point contracted COVID-19 in its various forms. If you haven't yet, you probably will. In the middle of the illness, time seems to contract inward; all you can focus on is your pounding head, your labored breathing, your aches and pains. It's only later that you may - or may not - stop to consider the global ramifications of what you just went through. You and me, Gentle Reader, and probably everyone we know, are now part of history. I won't re-hash the last two years of the Great Plague of 2019. You can go anywhere on the internet, or the radio, or TV, or any other media for that. I also wonder about the value of establishing a timeline for events that are still transpiring, as though we're in some kind of half-time show, recapping the events so far...that only makes it more exhausting. To my eyes, this virus showed th