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Firstly reading Susan Sontag. Going back down these old roads now – I find myself somewhere
between Col Smythe-Smythe cleaning his skeet shooter or Saul Steinberg hand
drawing memorialization holy cards of Italian Futurists, Fascists, architecture
and Clouds with Holes.
The 2020 Pandemic made me an inveterate Amazon and tubiTV watcher – watching anything. Among anything was StarTrek – something that had always been on but something which I walked past or talked over as friends or families tried to focus. In 2020, however, it got my attention.
Then, not just classic StarTrek, but the new StarTrek adaptations too. The world was about to end. We were floating through space. Eras were meshing, Particles and waves as well. Worlds were being destroyed with der flick of a’ switchy. And… diseases were coming onboard. Unknown diseases: Threatening all.
What surprised me was the very common case of some kind of nameless blight coming on board.
I didn’t recall Pandemica hovering over the 60s sci-fi. I would have guessed hydrogen bomb, communism, automation as bogeys. But with a more learned 2020 view, it was blindingly obvious that wipe out pandemics were quite there too.
Wonder what Susan Sontag would say.
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