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Positive...negatives...What?
A comic strip about Covid-19 -
2020-05-23
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2020-05-23
COVID 20th Birthday
What I have submitted is important to me because I learned that I don't need a lot in life in order to be happy, but instead I have more than enough with the people that love and support me. -
2020-05-23
Street Art - honoring frontline workers
This article talks about street art around the world responding to the pandemic with satire, humor, political commentary, observation and expression. What stands out most with this article is the video interview of a street artist while he is completing a piece of art honoring frontline workers. -
2020-05-23
Trump Supporters Manage to Hold a Social Distanced Rally
At this point, Trump hadn't held any rallies yet, so social distancing recommendations were still accepted. This one one such rally in Clearwater, FL. The residents who owned boats decorated them and went out together showing their support for Trump's relection. -
2020-05-23
Another Day, Another Puzzle - Day 71
With calendars cleared as a result of shelter-in-place orders we have had more time to enjoy some of our family's favorite past-times. Cards and board games that were collecting dust have made their way out of cabinets. But what we've spent more time on than anything is puzzling. While each member of our family will puzzle here and there, our 5 year old son is a constant at the puzzle board. His attention and focus to puzzling is way beyond his years. Puzzling has given us the gifts of togetherness, joy, and consistency during these uncertain times. Immediately after he finished his first ever 1000 piece puzzle, he asked to do another one! He took a much more active role in sorting the pieces for this puzzle. It is so fun to lose ourselves in puzzling. It takes our minds off of the gravity of the world in which we live. Just looking at this photo, it is hard to believe that we are living in the middle of a pandemic. -
2020-05-23
Caddo Tribal Chairman Addresses Community About the Status of CARES Act Funding
“The CARES Act funding may be utilized for documented needs that fall between the dates of March 1 - Dec. 31, 2020. The Caddo Nation Council has deemed a $1,000 cap per household, for each enrolled Caddo Nation head of household. The topic of allowing each individual tribal member to receive a "stimulus" or "per capita" payment had been mentioned but based on the CARES Act distribution guidelines, through the U.S. Treasury Department, the tribe would be liable to repayment of the funds to the U.S. Treasury Department based on negligent use should this method be considered.” -
2020-05-23
Peru extends nationwide lockdown until end of June
"A person dressed as a Kusillo, a traditional Andean harlequin, reminds people to wear a face masks, gloves and maintain physical distance as a preventive measure against the novel coronavirus in Puno, Peru, on May 15, 2020 [Carlos Mamani/AFP]" -
2020-05-23
Heroin Bigger Killer than Covid
COVID-19 skeptics argue that the death rate of COVID is exaggerated in comparison to other causes of death. This post argues that heroin is a bigger killer but is being ignored. The commenter rebukes this by asking the last time someone caught a heroin overdose from a sneeze or cough. This was shared on http://reddit.com/r/insanepeoplefacebook by a person who laments their Facebook feed is full of petiole who think like the overdose poster. -
2020-05-23
LGBTQ and COVID-19
In a post unrelated to COVID-19 that celebrates a new Pixar short featuring gay characters, a commenter blames homosexuality for “weakened immunity” that they claim has led to COVID-19. This was shared to http://reddit.com/r/insanepeoplefacebook. -
2020-05-23
#Keepourmobsafe
HUM402 The Australian Government has launched a campaign to #keepourmobsafe. This image is of a screenshot of an ad for the campaign, which the government is using to educate Indigenous Australians regarding the risk of COVID-19. The ads appear to be targeting Indigenous Australians living in remote communities, giving them tips on how to stop the spread of COVID-19 and utilising indigenous artwork and slang to appear 'relatable'. -
2020-05-23
Coronavirus Basics Too Many People Never Learned
I believe this article is important because it details how uneducated the masses are about this entire pandemic. -
2020-05-23
Ladies and gentlemen, the graduating class of 2020!
My sister-in-law began working on her AA degree in 1997. As life took her in new directions, she never completed the degree. In 2016, as a mother of 3 and the Director of Human Resources for a foodservices company, she decided to go back and finish the work she once started. She completed her work in December of 2019 and our entire extended family eagerly awaited the day that we could watch her walk across the stage and celebrate her, as she has celebrated our academic milestones. Unfortunately, her graduation ceremony was cancelled due to the COVID-19 pandemic. Not wanting this moment to pass by uncelebrated, we decided to host a virtual graduation party for her. We made her a "Congrats Grad!" poster, a money lei, hunted down a cap and gown, and even had mom sew a stole complete with the year and institution embroidered on it. We had our family dress up and join us via Zoom. We had her girls blindfold her and get her ready, and then walk her to a computer to join the Zoom call while Pomp and Circumstance was playing. It wasn't the graduation we had originally envisioned for her. However, it is one we will always remember. There were cheers, laughs and tears. And I am certainly glad that we did not let this moment pass us by. -
2020-05-23
From 4 times a year to camping in the living room
My family and I have go camping multiple times a year and since this pandemic started our plans of going camping were cancelled due to the closure of national parks. Camping was something that helped me get through the school year and motivated me to work hard until the very end so that then I can go camping and forget about all my worries in the city. Now without being able to go out my 5 year old brother gave my sister and I the idea of building a fort in the living room. Although its not the same of getting out of the house and being surrounded by nature it helps forget about anything going on in life and just having fun. -
2020-05-23
Municipalidad de Carabayllo de la alegría al virus
El video muestra cómo el virus COVID-19 llega a una calle de Carabayllo y continúa su recorrido por las calles en las que los vecinos están preparados para botarlo ya que han realizado la desinfección de las calles, también muestra como algunas vecinas sacan la basura a la calle haciéndose más propensas a contagiarse, este espot publicitario fue realizado por la municipalidad de Carabayllo. -
2020-05-23
Day 70 Quarantine Calendar
70 days since the stay-at-home order went into effect in New Orleans, LA. -
2020-05-23
Change Sucks, Live Beyond It
Change Sucks, Live Beyond It Covid-19 was a joke. I remember sitting in class and everyone would joke about how this little disease would become eradicated quickly; however, it became very real as our school shut down on March 13th. I will not forget the rainy day we were left with that day as I wandered around my school seeing how shocked everyone was. Now, this led to what we’re all living and dreading right now, quarantine. If you’re like me and many others, you don’t find this lock down appealing in the slightest, in fact, you want society to return to the norm. Many, see this unprecedented moment in history as something that will tear the world apart; but, there are still many benefits to this quarantine despite the great boredom it brings into our lives. For instance, we’re able to have more family time, something we take for granted in life. Although it may seem like too much family time, it’ll probably be the only time in your life that you’ll ever be able to have a chance to bond with your family members. Not only that, it’s a great time to explore hobbies, learn something new you’ve never gotten the time to do, or discover more about yourself. Change is still something that is seen as a tough hurdle for people, no one likes it. Living differently affects everyone, no one likes a sudden change from their comfortable lives. The impact of the disease had its negatives with shutting down many businesses and shoving people into their homes for extended periods of times; yet, there are many wonderful things occurring around the world. We’re seeing that animals are returning to their homes to live, new scientific discoveries being made in the medical world, and new ways of solving our problems. We’re humans at the end of the day and we were built to work beyond changes in our lives. Despite businesses going bankrupt as well as schools, we’re seeing people adapt to the internet through e-commerce and building academies in replacement of huge universities. People have been shoved into the digital world and are adapting to it, finding creative ways to keep entertained and continue their work. I truly feel that Covid-19 has made everyone realize that they took everything in life for granted, not realizing the transience of the beauty woven into life. Quarantine has its downside too and what I encountered during this event was, I saw the slow deterioration of my mental health of mine occur. I was losing hope and the light insinuating possibility in my dreams dimmed. Quarantine made me realize how weak of an individual I am as each day passed on and it felt as if I lived the same everyday. This in turn, made me compare myself to others and wonder why can’t I be as great as them or think that I won’t succeed in life. I grew tired of this feeling as a month passed by, so I pushed for change. I watched plenty of videos to build a foundation of what I wanted to do with my life and I started with exercise to build my mental strength. My dream is to inspire people so I chose to start running and forming this strong mental fortitude that could overcome any obstacle thrown at me. I did more research on life and how the body functions and why we think the way we think. I turned the tables on my problems and rekindled the flame I called possibilities. Quarantine has taught me that despite how bad of a situation life may put you in, there’re always solutions waiting to be made and you have the ability to see beyond the circumstance and exceed the limitations. -
2020-05-23
A high school student describes playing Bioshock during the quarantine
A high school student describes playing Bioshock during the quarantine -
2020-05-23
A student creative writing story during the quarantine
A student creative writing story during the quarantine -
2020-05-23
A story about Bioshock written during the quarantine for a high school class
Bioshock story -
2020-05-23
A high school student describes their quarantine routine and feelings
Text Quarantine is boring, but it's nice having this time away from school. I haven't done much other than sleep and video games while getting through all this school. Sometimes it's hard to keep track of everything that all of my teachers need done but I eventually figure it out and get it done. -
2020-05-23
Walnut Creek Brewery, Calicraft, Launches Quarantine Blues Juicy IPA
Calicraft, a brewery located in Walnut Creek, California, launched "the Quarantine Blues Juicy IPA" during the state's shelter-in-place. Restaurants and bars across the state are struggling to stay in business and some establishments, like Calicraft Brewing Company, are finding creative ways to drive business despite the difficult conditions. I discovered the beer on Memorial Day and it brought some much needed levity to the day. The label includes a clever poem/song that reads: Sittin' on the porch, got nothin' to do. Grab yourself a can of the Quarantine Blues. Kidz going crazy, you could use a little hazy. Crack yourself a can of the Quarantine Blues. Runnin' outta TP, makes you feel kinda queasy. Pour yourself a glass of the Quarantine Blues! Drink up: at home. Pair with: Tiger King, Homemade Bread. calicraft.com // @califcraft -
2020-05-23
First time in the outside
Shelter in place has been lifted. This photograph is the first time my children have been allowed in public with masks. We went to a local bakery "Famous Creations" for cupcakes. The boys (Levi and Canyon) were excited to see strangers and choose a treat. As we were there several other families arrived but stayed far apart from each-other. -
2020-05-23
Tenohashi giving out free food, clothing, medical attention at Higashi-Ikebukuro Park.
An organization called Tenohashi set up in a small park in Ikebukuro (northwestern central Tokyo) to hand out free food, clothing, masks, medical attention, etc. People were very organized, waiting in line at tape markers placed on the ground roughly two meters apart. I donated some extra facemasks I didn't need (including the two "Abe no masks" provided to me as part of a relief package from the government). I think they've been set up there every Saturday, at least, if not more regularly than that. -
2020-05-23
Quarantine Snacks Round 1 ASU HIST580
This image captures the food that I have currently been snacking on during my quarantine at home this week, -
2020-05-23
New Normal
This image capture's what is considered the new normal....wearing mask no matter where we go. It is absolutley crazy. -
2020-05-23
Wedding Woes
[Curatorial Note]: Video reflecting limitations and anxiety in planning a wedding amid COVID19 by a wedding planner. -
2020-05-23
First Morning of Campus Closure at Princeton High School
The student quad on the Princeton High School campus stands empty on the first morning of closure. Normally filled with students and staff, the sudden desertion of campus felt eerie and apocalyptic. #ASU #HST580 -
2020-05-23
Questions without answers
It feels selfish to start off this writing with the word “I”. Usually I am able to separate from the world’s sorrow and live within myself. But there is so much all the time. How much of my life right now should be considered a joke? Am I allowed to think of myself? The number of people dying in this country and at the rate that they are dying are statistics that I find I cannot comprehend. Usually I do well with things that are broken into numbers. Percentages and facts I can lay out in front of me and apply to a population. But this amount of death, from the unseen antagonist, is brutal. It is painful. I don’t allow myself to think of all of the people who have died, or their families, or friends, because I think that I would not move for a very long time. I don’t like to think of my friends who are working in hospitals. I wonder if they’re scared, and then I am scared for them. Each day I read the newspaper and look for some hope. Is it sad that hope relies on less people dying? And yet there are still deaths? Thank goodness, I think, that just 300 people have died instead of last week’s 700. Are we built to handle these numbers? I don’t know what to do. My mom is immunocompromised. It feels dangerous to leave the house for more than a grocery run. Am I selfish to see my friends? How long will this last? And how can I be thinking of myself when so many people are dying everyday, and risking their lives, and dying from this risk? I read an article recently that said something like “how can we ask those to stay home for society when they are the ones that society has forgotten?” How do I help these people? Why am I scared to look for ways to help? My mom told me to look for part-time jobs recently. She only asked one time, in a sort of forceful way, and I assured her that I would. But I can’t. I can’t bring that to our house. How do I not feel grief all the time? My friends and I social-distance from each other. And we laugh, and we talk, and we drink and just be together. It is a small relief. But am I allowed this relief? Why do I get to have these things when others can’t? Who am I to sit in this room, and type on this computer, and not have overwhelming fear for my life, not only of getting sick but of feeding my family? Sometimes I’ll be laying in bed, and I’ll just feel an ache between my ribcage. I know it is my anxiety. I haven’t had an attack for a while, but I know where it lives, and I can’t say that it is sleeping right now. Every once in a while it wakes, and locks its self onto my ribs, and pulls them taut, not enough for me to start breathing heavily, but just enough so I know that it’s there. Sometimes I’ll feel like crying. Sometimes I am so happy, usually when I’m with my family, that something wells in my chest and I feel as if I’m going to burst. I am so grateful and thankful for our health and our safety. I am privileged to the nth degree. Other times I feel like crying because I forget what is happening in the outside world, and then I remember. It feels like I am a pencil that has been dulled from overuse, from ignoring and not feeling everything that is happening everywhere. And then something happens, and I read an article or watch a video or picture someone’s family, and the pencil is sharp, and the writing is fresh, and it burns on the way down. I feel like crying too when I am frustrated. I am frustrated with how my life is being lived right now. My mom told me that she is okay 99% of the time. But that 1%, when she realizes that my brother and I’s lives have been put on hold, she freaks out. My parents have always asked me what I plan on doing with my life, what my next steps are, where am I going. Those questions fall flat for me now. How can I plan for this life? Where should my next steps take me? Has my path changed for where I am going? And how do I deserve to feel like this? Am I allowed to feel frustrated with what is happening to me? I cried recently watching an episode of Avatar. The main character was so angry and sad and frustrated, that he went into himself, and almost caused mass destruction. His friend waited, and looked sad, and slowly grabbed him. He fell into her arms and started crying for what he lost. I started crying too. How much have I lost that I don’t realize? Nobody is grabbing me, and pulling me down, and holding me. Can I expect that from others who are going through the same things? How much can I expect from the people in my life during this shared experience? How do we support each other? Every discussion I have with my friends, and my family, anywhere these conversations take place, always feel to me to be tinged with a sense of un-reality. None of us are supposed to be here. The plans that we are making together should not exist. The happiness that I draw from these interactions is true, and a relief, and a much-need salve. But how long can these things last? The need for normalcy and the need to acknowledge the tremendous amount of death are at such odds with each other. And my guilt is overwhelming. For not doing anything now, but also for the times before the pandemic when death and inequality were still happening and I was still doing nothing. How do I reconcile the image I have of myself with my actions? How can I claim to care so much about what’s happening now, when I have done nothing in the past? I left Kingston on March 18th. I have discovered that I usually do well in emergencies. When my parents called me at 10 p.m. on March 17th, and told me that I needed to be packed for noon the next day, I told my housemate what I needed to do and did it. At first I felt some relief. I had been so nervous about my family for about a week, and I was so far from them. I thought often about an interview question I had had during the first week of March. They asked me what I would do if there was a zombie apocalypse. What I told them, and what the first thing that came to mind was, that I would try to get back to my family as soon as possible. This isn’t a zombie apocalypse, but that anxiety and urgency were still there. Get across the border before it closes. Leave your friends and work behind. Say goodbyes swiftly. Make it easier for yourself. March 17th is St. Patrick’s Day. My housemate and I had watched the first two of the original Star Wars movies. A friend had come by to pick-up a stereo. On the chalkboard door to my housemate’s bedroom we had listed the things we were going to do during the short quarantine we believed we were under. Smoke weed. Star Wars movie marathon. Play cards. I guess my housemate wiped it off after I left. It didn’t take long for me to pack up all my stuff because I didn’t plan on being in Kingston for longer than three months. I went to bed afterwards. I thought back to the way that I felt when I witnessed a car crash one day in high school. My best friend was driving us. I think I slept three-hours the night before because of an assignment. A car coming out from a stop sign slipped on the ice and T-boned the left-turning car. I started crying immediately; my friend told me to call 9-1-1 and got out of the car to check on the drivers. When I called, I couldn’t tell them where we were, or what street we were on, even though we were a few blocks from my house. After we got to school I went to the nurse’s office and cried. I never wanted to feel like that again. The day after I packed my things two of my best friends came over to take what alcohol and food I had left. It was embarrassing what I had stocked up for when I thought I was staying for longer. I was angry at myself for spending the money, and angry at my friends for taking it from me. I was mad that they got to stay, and sad that I had to leave them, and anxious to get home as soon as possible. They arrived at my house a few hours before my dad came, and I was angry at them as soon as they walked into the house. I wanted them to leave so that I could check the box off my to-do list. Saying goodbye to friends. I needed them gone because their presence in my house, such an anomaly on a Wednesday morning, just emphasized the irregularity of our lives. I barely spoke to them and hugged them goodbye much earlier than they anticipated. I didn’t care if I had hurt them because I was hurting all over, aching, needing them to be gone. As soon as they left I cried. I started sobbing, huge, heaving, wracking sobs, that betrayed me to myself. My housemate sat by silently and handed me a box of tissues. It was so much easier for her to see me like this than the others. She and I were friends, and had spent so much time together, but she didn’t know me eight weeks earlier. While I cried I told her how scared I was that I was a carrier and was going to infect my mom, and how much I wanted to get home despite it. I cried for the anxiety that I was feeling towards everyone and everything, like if someone touched me I would probably crumble. Another friend stopped by and I steeled myself to her too. I loved these people but their presence at my door meant my reality was true. The weather on the drive home with my dad was beautiful. One of the things that this pandemic has made me realize is that for all the things that humans pride themselves on controlling, the weather is something insurmountable. We are at its mercy, and although hundreds of thousands of people have died from this virus, the weather will never reflect our mood. If anything, this is a blessing, a reminder that ultimately life does not stop, that the rain does not pour because we are feeling sad, and the sun does not shine because we need the flowers to grow. We can take stock in its presence, and breathe these coincidences as if they were meant for us, and it can bring us joy, and hope, and sadness. But the weather will keep on changing, and so will we. Two days after coming home, my dad and I flew down to South Carolina to drive my brother and his friend home. I have recently started having trouble with flying. I have flown all the time for a large part of my life, to many different countries around the world. But at some point a flight changed from a break in travel to a long-block in a journey from getting one place to another. I have started to feel an anxiety in the pit of my stomach, a different feeling than my normal one, probably something that I’d classify as dread. I am now tempted to sleep through the flights, and just go from one place to another without the excruciating in-between, without acknowledging the clouds and the large oceans and plots of land that they cover. Our flight to South Carolina reminded me of these feelings. These feelings kind of remind me of the present too. I open the paper and read the news everyday, with a sense of “Are we there yet?” But where is there? And who is we? And should yet, implying a closeness that is just out of reach, be in our vocabulary? The drive back from South Carolina to Connecticut was filled with more urgency than I anticipated. My brother and his friend did not need to be dragged out of bed at eight o’clock in the morning. The drive-thru fried breakfast food was compulsory but felt like an exception to some unnamed rule of not stopping except for necessities. My dad and I drove together, and listened to podcasts, and looked out the window, but it was rimmed with the kind of dread that I felt on the airplane. If we didn’t get home fast enough, would we ever make it? When I was driving into Connecticut, and my dad was half-asleep in the passenger seat, he told me how glad my mom will be when we are all home together. I told him I was happy, but nervous about being an unknown carrier of the virus. He got angry, saying that he was trying to unload his stress by talking with me. When we got home it was great, and we are together again, but it’s not as easy as I thought it would be. I am struggling every day with some cognitive dissonance. I care so much about the world, and the people in it, but how can I say these things without working the same amount to ensure their own safety and happiness? But at the same time, how can I think about putting my family at risk by going further into the world? Where is my place right now? Who am I meant to be during this time? And still, the weather will keep changing, and tomorrow it may rain, or it will be sunny, and I’ll have no say in it. -
2020-05-23
Death and a Funeral - COVID-19
This video explores how funerals have changed among the COVID-19 pandemic -
2020-05-23
CIA Graduation
Image is of an Instagram post by the Culinary Institute of America to their graduates. The picture shows a graduation cap decorated with a black bow, a rhinestone border, and a gum paste roses of various shades of red and pink with gum paste leaves. The cap has the words "Farm to Table! 2019 *CIA*" in white letters. The post states, "Our Graduation Ceremony may be online this year, but you can still get in the spirit and decorate your cap. Tag your designs and we will repost the best ones! #proud2bcia." The Culinary Institue of America has been shut down since March and taken as many of their classes as possible online. No information is provided about the date of the graduation or which degree is being awarded. The CIA has graduations typically every three weeks for Associate degree students and multiple graduations per year for Bachelor's degree students. -
2020-05-23
Learning to Play
[Curatorial Note]: Discussing finally learning to play guitar with free time due to COVID 19 quarantine. -
2020-05-23
Covid19 in Okinawa Timeline Discussion Thread
An English-language discussion thread for updates on the coronavirus situation in Okinawa. -
2020-05-23
Virtual Hugs
A simple drawing showing the need for human interaction that has been extremely limited during the pandemic. The drawing represents a gesture of human affection and caring at a level possible during this time. -
2020-05-23
Return of the Paper
A photograph of bathroom tissue in stock on store shelves. An indicator that the initial panic that consumed the United States is passing, with a humorous twist. -
2020-05-23
The Original Social Distancing
A humorous account of "social distancing" in a bygone era. Intended to be satire. -
2020-05-23
Baptism at a Distance
This meme shows the humor that so many are using to cope with the stresses of the pandemic. The meme represents, in a humorous way, that there is always a way to engage in activities that are important to individuals. -
2020-05-23
What Prides across Utah are looking like now
The Utah Pride Festival has been moved to September of this year. However, they will be participating in a Global Pride event later in June. Different regions in Utah have made similar adjustments for their pride celebrations. I wonder if pride events rescheduled for later in the year will end up being cancelled due to a second wave of COVID-19. The uncertainty is scary, but the sense of community that is being fostered by Pride events helps alleviate some of the stress of feeling uncertain or disconnected. #ASU #HST580 -
2020-05-23
HRC Flyer Outlines the Unique Potential Issues Faced by LGBTQ People Amid COVID-19
The LGBTQ+ community faces unique challenges amid the COVID-19 crisis from areas related to health, healthcare, and job benefits. This flyer feels gut wrenching during a crisis, and it demonstrates how much further the LGBTQ community still must go before full equality is actually realized. #ASU #HST580 -
2020-05-23
Funeral During COVID-19
[Curator's Note]: Discussion of death in a family and the subsequent funeral amid COVID-19 pandemic. -
2020-05-23
2nd Surge Food Preservation
As restrictions begin to lift in North Dakota and Minnesota there are many items that are still in short supply. People are bracing for another surge in the Coronavirus and are buying up freezers to help preserve their food in case another stay at home order is given.