Dystopia's Metamorphosis

 The dystopia I have been working on the past few years is quickly becoming not some futuristic insight but merely a documentation of the ways things are. And if I don't get it finished soon I suspect it might even be relegated to historical fiction, or even ancient history. I have thought of some titles to some new dystopia chapters in which we now find ourselves: Looting: the New Legal, Climate Change Where Have You Gone?, Whatever Happened to the Certain Crime of Collusion?, Social Distancing and How Pickpocketing has Suffered, and How Handshakes and Hugs are now the Ones Dying from the Wuhan plague. I hope it will not be the case but I'm afraid the New Normal will only be the new name given to the New Dystopia I do earnestly hope will remain a fiction and not a fact.

Professional Politicized Sport

I must be grateful to the Red Sox (among other teams and other sports) for stating their allegiance to such organizations as Bolshevik Lives Matter. Thus the decision to sware off professional politisized sports became very easy. Now I have time, lots more time. Now my baseball will be supplied by the local town teams and little league. They don't virtue signal and take the knee but just swing the bat,run the bases, and slide into home like they used to do.

Reading Orwell for Real

Orwell's 1984 should be reissued with the new title 2020. And then I hope it will be read by every Party member and Prole. May we then realize how we are at this very point losing our country through Newspeak, double think, the deletion of our historical memory, the elimination of unacceptible language, the shrinkage of the dictionary, the promotion of historical illiteracy.Maybe it is already too late. We may be already in the last pages.