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Year Four, Day 333, Pandemic Times Day 82: Curfew

Dear Friends:

My daughter went back to work at her office today.  I am about to walk to the corner store for an iced tea.  We have survived quarantine!

But I am going to keep blogging with the Pandemic Times heading, because the coronavirus is still with us - 82 days after the WHO declared it a pandemic.

And after a night of exuberant protests, which consisted of thousands of people marching together, I am watching to see if there is a spike in cases. I did see most people wearing masks, and they were outside, but most of them were in close proximity to each other.

I know that I was supposed to have a curfew on my social media each night. But I, like so many protestors broke curfew last night. However, mine was self imposed. I was at home. Watching the Portland protests on live feeds from the comfort of my own little room. Still, I couldn't stop watching. And I did not get to bed on time. (My new social media curfew is 9 p.m. every night. There. I said it. In public!)

I was impressed, at first, with the organized, peaceful protest of at least 10,000 people. I felt a surge of pride for the city I love and where I have lived and worked for over 30 years. But as the night wore on, tensions rose and there were those who turned to violence and destruction, These people are ruining the cause.
I have seen the acronym "ACAB" spray painted all over Portland. Out of curiosity, I looked it up. Excuse my profanity, but it stands for "All Cops Are Bastards".  It "has been a longstanding slogan of the skinheads".
Just like racist cops bring harm to cops everywhere,  people with bad intentions harm the BLM movement. I am reading that many of the people who have destroyed our cities are not even part of the BLM movement.
https://www.adl.org/education/references/hate-symbols/acabfirs
And just now, there is breaking news. Downtown Portland is "closed".

https://www.kptv.com/news/police-shut-down-multiple-blocks-of-downtown-portland-near-justice-center-hawthorne-bridge/article_9271fade-a464-11ea-b840-6fa4365f433e.html

Will the people of Portland honor curfew tonight? Will I honor my social media curfew tonight?

Tune in tomorrow!

Until then, be safe, be healthy, Be peaceful. But most of all, be true to yourself!

Love,

Zita

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