Tuesday June 2nd 2020
Coronavirus Cases: 6, 473, 690
Deaths: 381, 709
Recovered: 3, 006, 402
We trained a couple new employees today. Also, I trained my promoted coworker on how to use the machine while explaining to him why posting #alllivesmatter is not a good idea. An analogy used is that of a bible verse is which Jesus has a flock of sheep. One sheep is separated from the group, so Jesus goes to save it. The other sheep ask “what about us?” Jesus replies, “You aren’t the ones in danger.” He seemed to get it after, and posted a black lives matter post. After work, I bought all the months rations or Lucas’s formula, some paper towels, toilet paper, and water. I was almost told I couldn’t buy two rolls of paper, but they let me because they saw I had a baby at home. Finally, this kid comes with perks.
It’s simple math. All lives can’t matter if the black ones are being stamped out. If Latin children are being put in cages. If Asians are being attacked because they are believed to hold the coronavirus. If Native Americans are being ignored. If Muslim-Americans are being called terrorists. People who have never had to feel oppression can’t comprehend what it’s like. The closest they have is not being able to get a haircut for two weeks. Today everyone posted a plain black square in an act of solidarity called #blackouttuesday. A flyer has been circulating about a peaceful protest planned to be this Saturday. I work that day, but I might stop by for a couple hours before. The Asheville protest ended in fireworks and tear gas, but sources say that it was peaceful until a group of rioters interrupted the peace to intentionally start a mess. Now, Asheville has a curfew of 8PM to 6AM. In Brevard where I went to school, there was a march with black and white people alike, including some cops. It’s interesting that a lot of these protests feature white people antagonizing the police in the guise of standing up for their black counterparts. Maybe it’s because they know the police will not hurt them, or because they want to be seen as woke. Either way. I’m all for any progress.
In other news, my friend came out to me. Not really, he just kind of talked about pride vaguely and I assumed. He told me about an ex-boyfriend of his. I told him I’ve had crushes on guys and girls, but lately I just feel jaded. And before you fanatics ask, yes. I did try to pray those feelings away, but I can’t control how my brain reacts to stimuli. It doesn’t matter, because I don’t even think anyone sees me as a romantic candidate. I’m more of a cartoon character. In middle school, a friend told me she heard girls talking about me in the bathroom. They said I was cute, but as, like, a little brother. I think that’s how everyone sees me. Yes, I’ve had some people confess feelings for me, but I never felt the same. Therefore, I’ve never been able to explore my own sexuality or feelings. I just have crushes and let them burn up inside me until they fizzle out. For now, I’ll let it come naturally.
PS: I submitted my application for the Disney/ABC Writer’s Program three whole days early!
Book – The Ballad of Songbirds and Snakes (The Hunger Games Prequel about corrupt President Snow as a kid aka the one character no one asked to learn more about. It reads like a fan-fiction so far, but I’ll give it a chance)