Wondering freely

Reflections on philosophy, science, religion, art and other stuff that matters to me, by Helen De Cruz

The Masque of the Faculty Senate

Covid-19 had long devastated the country. In spite of promises of a calm summer and a second wave in the fall, conveniently timed right after Thanksgiving, no pestilence had been so fatal or hideous. There was the sudden loss of smell, the shortness of breath, the decolored toes, the ravaged lungs and nervous system. And the whole process of the disease, from dry cough to final gasps at the ventilator, to makeshift mass grave, were incidents of a fortnight.


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