On a scale of “mad max” to “ready player one” we’ve found ourselves firmly in the middle, staring at a computer in our PJ’s. I wonder if movies will start to reflect life stuck in zoom meetings and ordering everything online- I wonder if they could pull it off in a way that is entertaining and not just frustrating.
People react to stress in different ways. Some people go to Costco and buy all the soup and toilet paper, some people use hand sanitizer and double efforts to wash their hands, some people latch on to conspiracy theories, and still others make comics that are set in space and could be seen as thinly veiled metaphors for current events Here on earth.
It looks like the whole world is in it for the long haul with corvid 19. It’s scary to be sure- nobody wants to get sick and die. Social media is a failure- instead of level headed discussion, it’s sensationalism and conspiracy (par for the course). Traditional media is click baiting to get greater engagement on their websites using the same fear based half-facts as everyone else. Maybe this will be the world-shattering event that requires renewed interest in due process.
anyway, it’s on my mind, and I had to make a comic about it, because that seems to be how I process stuff. Instead of dwelling on my fears, i strive to let fears drive me towards hope.
Of course, the system that allowed for jesters and minstrels to exist is still a system. If all of society’s structures collapsed, probably all those years at summer camp learning about outdoor living would become infinitely more important. Good thing I know how to do a J stroke in a canoe, or else I’d be doomed for sure! But actually, there are a lot of little skills I have because of summer camp. I can build a couple different kinds of fires. I can do basic orienteering. I know how to flip an overturned canoe. I… can roast a mean marshmallow.
okay, so most of my skills don’t really have value in a post-apocalyptic situation. Time to learn how to skin a goat.