ALTERED TIME – Capacity in Crisis
The twentieth ‘virus funny’ for the morning pings on my phone. Armageddon emails jam my Inbox. Conversation circles like birds of prey on the down draft, evaluating the state of play, waiting for opportunity or hint of change. House bound vistas framed by an ever- lowering ceiling, declare the faithfulness of an oblivious green canopy. Goodness beyond the pane/pain, of the COVID vortex. Blindsided we batten down hatches as the very buttresses of capitalism are battered, the security of familiarity is struck a blow and…