Flattening the Curves
(A disclaimer: My writing is largely tongue-in-cheek, based on observations entirely my own. I would like your feedback but do not wish to engage in debate on my views which are, at best, very loosely held, more like my pyjamas than anything earth-shakingly serious!) Sorry, my readers. I received a few reminders yesterday about the next episode in the saga of the locked-down commentator. Yesterday was Sunday. I kept repeating this a few times as most people had forgotten which day of week we were on. The new calendar as published in the newspapers (yes, I still get that in papyrus!) is "Day 4 of 21, and 17 days to go" -- just in case you're forgetting your math along with your sense of time. Sunday it was and a day of rest for those who would imitate the Creator. As the messages started coming in, my Spotify feed was continually disturbed by the dropout due to incoming beeps. Spotify is my preferred background to my brisk socially distanced walk on the terrace every eveni...