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(Arundhati-Roy:cut-up)

es ist eine neue form der normalität

[originalzitat sebastian kurz am 14. April im Corona-2020]

sagt nach ostern
der reichische kanzler
mit den ohren
der mund
schutz hält niemand ab
vom sprechen
obs über
haupt mal wieder
gaudi gibt
wer wüsst
das schon es sei denn
die normalität

sagt nach ostern
der reichische kanzler
mit den ohren
der mund
schutz hält niemand ab
vom sprechen
obs über
haupt mal wieder
gaudi gibt
wer wüsst
das schon es sei denn
die normalität

GONE : VIRAL

since early twentytwenty :
who can look at any thing any more — a door handle, a helping hand, a person talking — without imagining it
kissing a friend …
jumping on to a bus …
sending your child to school …
risk assessing airs &
let-alones
epidemiologists
virologists
statisticians or
prophets
quack while pray
scientists these days
and priests numb
ers
for once
there‘re more clouds
than streaks
against the
skies
The mandarins who are managing this pandemic are fond of speaking of war but it isn’t new
people die
data
statistics
still mock in
control of a world
in a juddering lull
In December 2019 China was fighting the outbreak of the virus in Wuhan. In the rest of the world first cases of Covid-19 were reported sometime in late January 2020, if at all. But there was too much to do in February for the virus to be accommodated in any ruling party’s timetable.
while applause
sanitised from balconies
the sea changed
the tsunami
script had been there :
all along
distancing
curfew
masks in march
and at 8 pm
the world went
lockdown
her brutal, structural, social and economic inequality, her callous indifference to suffering
illuminated hidden things
like a chemical experiment
biblical
as any crisis
with overtones suggesting that
we
invented the lot
viruses do
not hold
moral believes are
portal
gate…er…ways
nothing could be worse than a return to normality
the almost 1m children
who die of diarrhoea, malnutrition and other health issues every year

we may never know their stories
the rupture
we can choose
to walk through it, dragging the carcasses of our prejudice and hatred, our avarice, our data banks and dead ideas, our dead rivers and smoky skies behind us. Or we can walk through lightly, with little luggage, ready to imagine another world. And ready to fight for it.