Oh Boy!!

What a world. I am not paranoid nor am I particularly distressed. It is what it is. This said, our behavior as a people has taken us to an interesting and dreadfully upsetting place. The main source of my upset is the fact that we can't quite see where we are headed. I feel safe here but worry for friends and relatives in the US and worried a lot about how things will go in Mexico.

The dystopian novels of the past run through my head from time to time and that is freaky. This morning while looking out the window of my very comfortable home I was drawn to the image in my mind that arose when visiting Buffalo State Hospital (wbfo.org) some years ago.

Buff State hospital, now a boutique hotel, was designed and built by H.H. Richardson a great American architect over the period 1880 to 1890. For me it is a great example of what I call Insane Asylum Architecture and I have visited it often. The hospital was built in keeping with rather enlightened ideas of the time but as with all the rest of the edifices of that period it became a bin. A storage place for the "insane" in keeping with the imagery of "One Flew Over the Cuckoos Nest". Looking at the heavy metal screens on the porches that were the only access to the outside for the inmates was horrifying years ago and today just a little of that slipped in. Silly rather, but it got in.

I am good actually, my friends bring me food, the electronics in my house are becoming understandable. My health and my privilege remains intact.