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Early Pandemic Diary. April 3, 2020.

I’m slowly working on a presentation for children about writing comics and memory, and it has me revisiting some of the diary comics I wrote during the very early pandemic. This one from fairly early on reminded me how the first time I ever wore a mask outside I was self-conscious that I was going to look dumb.

I have zero, zero, ZERO nostalgia for any aspect of the pandemic. Even this comic, which was about how it felt to me that we were all willingly changing our behavior for the grater good, really doesn’t hold up well. Maybe it felt like that to met at the time, but what I couldn’t see was how this event was fracturing and splintering us further.

This stuff is good to look back on though. I’ve said that once this is over I’ve got no interest in reading stories or watching movies that are “set” during lockdown and social-distancing, it’s all such bad memories. But, if we let it all get flushed down the memory hold, we forget everything about what brought us to where we are. Future generations lose the knowledge of what we went through, etc.

Anyway, I’m not sure this one will make it into my eventual presentation, but I thought it’d be interesting to look at.