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Symptoms developed by an entire culture through the power of suggestion.
The news was pervasive, relentless and terrifying. The virus could be lurking anywhere, coming from anyone, the very act of breathing or touching so fraught with danger that everyone had come down with psychosocialsomatic symptoms.
America's answer to France's Eiffel Tower, our national phallus. Unlike the Eiffel, this monument to cultural pride is fluid in its location, arising in Newtown, El Paso, Parkland, Orlando, Las Vegas and who-knows-where next, making it easy for foreign tourists to get a taste of our country's zest for a liberty that shall not be infringed.
Jacques, he send me une Carte Postale from Etats Unis, photo only of guy in a cap rouge, Making America Great, holding straight up, his erection shape like AR-15, The Rifle Tower. From cold dead fingers we will take it? Non merci. Mon Dieu.
7π 3π
A phrase with fresh meaning in 2020, when people all over the world are commanded by law to stay far away from each other, when the innocent presence of another human can cause your death.
The line is from Jean-Paul Sartre's 1944 play 'No Exit".
Having been friendly and gregarious all his life, he was now forced to acknowledge that, in the present moment, hell is other people.
3π 5π
hey babe, u fell asleep last night with ur phone open to ur txt messages. dunno who 'tomorrow night my place' is, but u may as well stay there 'cause ydtm.
80π 1π
A highly successful, powerful person who has somehow remained a jerk.
Check out the schmogul at the corner table. Yes, that's really him, and yes, he's eating sushi with a fork.
2π 1π
A rarified skillset needed to deal with the mundane, the meaningless, the growing piles of junk and the demands of ordering still more stuff that occupy the day and often pass for a full life.
Sitting on the bed, staring at yet another emerging bedside volcano, she was confident she could summon the craptitude to conquer, organize and move on to higher callings... "just give me five minutes".
An untruth we tell ourselves, or tell others, to keep from having to face facts, and to ease us through hard times.
Just wash your hands and you'll be fine, warm weather will make it disappear, only old people can die from it... one comforting fiction after another could not disguise the truth that we were all in for a long, painful journey.