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A novel condition in which the sufferer looks upon approaching human beings as threats, just for breathing, and wants them to burn in hell.
What was this moron, this utter fool, coming toward her with his mouth covered and his fucking nostrils exposed?! He was human scum, a killer, and the sight of him filled her with revulsion. At one time she might have found him attractive. But now? Now she wanted to smash him, hard, but that would entail proximity, the last thing she'd ever want to share with another person. She knew she'd contracted The New Misanthropy, but it was a damn sight better than Covid.
A bi-polar individual, or culture, hopelessly out of tune with itself.
In the grip of a pandemic with no cure, economic collapse, race riots, a virtual civil war between the reds and the blues, he felt America in the spring of 2020 descending into an harmonic-depressive state.
Effectively, the man any woman happens to be with, under lockdown, for the duration of the coronaviral era.
"You have complaints? Please, feel free to find someone else, because right now I may as well be the last man on earth."
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The title of a non-fiction account, published in 1962, of the environmental damage caused by pesticides, written by Rachel Carson, with great foresight.
"Silent Spring" carried eerie echoes, he thought, seeing the trees outside his window beginning to flower, the earth returning to life in a largely silenced human world. Spring of 2020 would be a season of great and unsettling quietude.
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The delusional projection that one's life is duller and harder than it really is.
His air of grindiosity was betrayed by his three-day work schedule, four month paid summer vacation and that ski chalet in Vail he thought no one knew about.
After being "liberated" by its governor, Georgia reported nearly 1,000 new Covid-19 cases in the past 24 hours.
Thinking not of its reopened tattoo parlors, bowling alleys and nail salons, but of all those who would inevitably sicken and suffer, kept Georgia on my mind this morning.
The toll on a couple normally kept apart by distance, now further separated by travel restrictions.
Their New York-L.A. thing had felt dynamic, sharing best-of-both with alternating weeks. After months of facetime but no actual faces, and no actual bodies, they were in a long distance relationslump.