Dispatches From the Fortress – Day 505

I find that as I get older, my eyes remain pretty good. I started wearing reading glasses occasionally about two years ago at the age of 67 — specs that have, literally, the lowest prescription you can get. And my knees are a problem. They don't bother me when I'm sitting down or standing up but they don't like when I transition from one to the other or go up or down stairs.

And lately, I've been having trouble with compartmentalization. I used to be able to deal with the worst-possible news or situations, then shift to another part of my brain and write something that someone might think was funny. It's gotten rougher and I'm not sure if it's me or the fact that the bad news — the climate, the virus, the Trumpiness — is so relentless. It's also stuff you can't do anything about except to try not to pay too much attention to it.

Which isn't easy. The Internet has become such a part of my life that I can't go too long without visiting certain sites, in some cases to order or track things I need. Other times, it's to look something up…but no matter where I go, I can't help but see clickbait headlines on matters I just don't want to think about right now. Yesterday's hearings concerning January 6 yesterday were one such topic. I think the insurrection that day was maybe the lowest point in the annals of Democracy in this country and the attempts now to sell it as some sort of tourist lovefest are lying of the highest order.

But me watching the hearings isn't going to change anything except my blood pressure, whereas me finishing a script might move along a project that should have benefits to many people, myself among them. And thanks to YouTube and other online services, I can watch the hearings next week when the script is done.

I think I'll post this and maybe, later today, a video link or two. And I'll spend all my other time on that script.