By: Michelle Carr
My Dearest Friend,
Today is the twenty – first day of January in the year twenty, twenty-five, after the birth of our lord and christ. It has been less than seven moons since I wrote last. I promised I would be better at keeping in touch and I am striving to atone for my earlier prolonged silence.
Even though it has been a shorter amount of time, the days have stretched themselves out so that a single transition of day to night back to day feels like an eternity. There is so much chaos being done in our federal government that news continuously hits us like an explosion of terrible tidings. It is enough to drive one straight into hysterics as I mentioned before. I can only allow myself a short amount of time to absorb such things each day before I retreat into my own sanctuary. I know if I fail to watch out for my wellbeing, that I too, may find myself sent to one of those woman clinics that many fail to return fully from. I refuse to remove myself from the fight like that. So, I give myself time in my fiction stories and creating art. This also gives me an opportunity to write you as well.
Things here on the home front are beginning to feel the impact of this first thirty days. I went to the general store today to buy food for the following fortnight. One of the things I remember the other party yelling so angrily about before the election was the price of eggs. Well, my dear, I am so sad to announce that eggs are currently at the highest price that I have ever seen them. For one large dozen eggs, they are more than five dollars! And they aren’t even special eggs. They are not organic or laid by free range chickens. They are just eggs, and I could buy a meal at a quick food place for that price. I hear that there is the bird influenza going around and many birds at a farm 20 minutes away from us had to removed from life. I have also heard that it has affected their cows, and milk could be impacted as well. It makes the Felon’s promise to lower the price of eggs after elected that much more of a farce. One he hasn’t tried to do anything to solve the rising price of groceries at the market nor do I see him having the ability to do so in the current situation in which we find ourselves. I cannot tell you how many times I was told by the other side that I was being hysterical about my rights disappearing, as they cried repeatedly about the price of eggs. Now that eggs are priced at their highest, they are so very quiet about this matter. It was never about eggs, was it?
Speaking of the influenza, I just spent an expansive time in bed with the human variant. I kept telling myself it was the influenza. That I must have developed a different virus. Even as my head throbbed, I shook with the cold chills and moaned at the aches, I denied and denied. It wasn’t until I woke up in the morning before the sun with a need to run to the bathroom and be sick, did I admit that I definitely had the flu. On the third day, Jason tried to get me to the doctor. He scheduled an appointment for me. He wanted me to get the medicine that would help it clear up faster. But it was also the worst day, and I could not get myself up to go to the doctor. So instead, I remained where I was and drank water until I could not force it down anymore. I woke up the next morning with the fever finally breaking and my head feeling clearer. I still have some of the lingering effects now, but I feel more like myself. Our doctor relayed to us that many have come into the office and tested positive for influenza right now. The scary part is that about ninety percent of them hadn’t received the vaccine this season. And here we are, with Robert Kennedy the secretary of our Health Department and worm brain guy believes that vaccines are bad. We can only expect flu season to get worse in the coming times and everyone can expect to get sick like this at least once a year. So much for keeping within those sick days, but then again with all of the protections being wiped away, we may not have sick days to use at all.
As I began to feel better, I realized that everything feels connected to the chaos as the government spirals out of control. Everything continues to feel dire even when you’re ill. We will continue to find ourselves exhausted and mentally overloaded, but we must fight NOW. Don’t make this destruction of our lives easy for them. Keep calling on bills and confirmations. They may not base their decisions on our input, but keeping the phones ringing is a way to show we won’t go quietly. We will annoy the crap out of you.! Writing and emails are the same. Fill up the mailboxes.
If they take aways things from people, work to replace them within the community. Books get banned from schools, buy copies and pass them out for free. They ban chips from being covered with snap, fill the food banks with chips. They stop caring for our parks, go in and pick up trash, weed wrangles excreta. Take away care for elderly, take it upon yourself to check on them.
And please, please, please look after yourself and one another. There are enough of us to help pick up slack when others need to rest.
We will not let them win. We will be loud! We will CARE for one another. That is more than they ever do. We will watch them fall apart while we hold each other up. Let us REBEL with love.
Until we stand together again, I will forever remain with you in good trouble,
Michelle
