ROSIE THE RIVETER RETURNS!

Rosie the Riveter, home front heroine of WWII, rolls up her sleeves again!

 

W. H. AUDEN SPEAKS TO LONLINESS

Between the COVID19 pandemic and my fractures this has been a lonely time.  I stay at home and hope for chatty phone calls from friends and family.  Anything for connection! 

I am in mind of lines from a poem by the contemporary British poet W. H. Auden -- in a much longer poem, Night Mail.  

Now, more than ever, I appreciate bikur cholim, visitation of the sick, discussed in another post.  

During COVID19 it is better that this not be in person -- but how welcome are friendly e-mails, chatty phone calls -- anything to remind me that I have not totally disappeared!

Here is the entire poem:  

https://allpoetry.com/Night-Mail

And these lines speak clearly to me:

Asleep in working Glasgow, asleep in well-set Edinburgh,
Asleep in granite Aberdeen,
They continue their dreams,
But shall wake soon and hope for letters,
And none will hear the postman's knock
Without a quickening of the heart,
For who can bear to feel himself forgotten?

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(Note: This post also appears at:  www.JoansBackboneDisaster.com)

HOLIDAYS IN TIME OF COVID19

This year holiday shopping is mostly virtual.  Stores and malls are closed or limit hours or numbers of shoppers.  No big gatherings of friends or family - just a very different holiday season.

Here's my take on a favorite holiday tune!

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Joan Reconsiders the Most Wonderful Time of the Year

It’s the most wonderful time of the year, 

But there’s no jingle-belling, 

And who can be telling us words of good cheer,

As in past wonderful times of the year!

It’s the most worrisome time of the year!

Can we be celebrating,

if we’re also hating and living in fear?

At this most feverish time of the year!

It’s the most pitiful time of the year.

When we all should be shopping,

Until we are dropping, at malls far and near.  

It’s the most frustrating season, that’s clear! 

It’s the most blunderful time of the year.

Our leaders have failed us, 

A dire ill ails us, and leaves us in fear!

At this most dangerous time of the year!

Parody Lyrics (c) 2020 by Joan Levin

With apologies to Edward Pola and George Wyle whose 1963 classic I have borrowed and parodied here!

Note: I'm also posting this at:

https://joansoccasionalpoems.blogspot.com/2020/11/holidays-in-time-of-covid19.html 

and

https://joanslyrics.blogspot.com/2020/11/holidays-in-time-of-covid19.html

DON'T CRY FOR ME!

 Who can forget Madonna's performance as Evita Peron in the movie adaptation of the Broadway hit, EVITA? 

The most memorable song from this musical was "Don't Cry for Me, Argentina," when the beloved Argentine first lady knew her end was imminent.  

Don't cry for me, Argentina!

The truth is I never left you.

I’ve kept my promise,

Don’t keep your distance, 

All through my wild days, 

My mad existence

Many are crying during these difficult days. Even a well known American politician, Senator Mitch McConnell (R-KY) has been known to cry!

For example, when Senator LaMar Alexander (R-TN) recently decided to retire, Senator Mitch McConnell actually burst into tears. 

https://www.cnn.com/2020/12/02/politics/mitch-mcconnell-lamar-alexander-tribute/index.html

And: 

 https://www.washingtonpost.com/video/politics/mitch-mcconnell-gets-choked-up-during-tribute-to-lamar-alexander/2020/12/05/b4bdba69-d33a-4985-bf3a-de950e2eaa62_video.html

This is the same Senator Mitch McConnell who had nothing but smiles and chuckles as COVID-19 illness and deaths continued to escalate!

As I lie here in lonely quarantine, I cannot help thinking:

Don’t cry for me Mitch McConnell,

I’m not your Senate buddy,

All through these sad days,

While COVID's winning,

You've kept your distance,

And kept on grinning!

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THE LADY OF SHALOTT LIVES TODAY

As explained in Wikipedia: 

"The Lady of Shalott" is a lyrical ballad by the English poet Alfred Tennyson. Based on the medieval La Damigella di Scalot, it tells the tragic story of Elaine of Astolat, a young noblewoman imprisoned in a tower up the river from Camelot. One of the poet's best-known works, its vivid medieval romanticism and enigmatic symbolism inspired many painters, especially the Pre-Raphaelites and their followers.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Lady_of_Shalott

The entire poem, written in the mid-19th Century, is set out in the links below.  I first encountered it in Mr. Liddell's English Literature class at Antioch College around 1955.  

Our final exam asked us, among other things, to write a brief essay about this line:  

" 'I am half sick of shadows' said the Lady of Shalott."   

That line, in the final stanza of Part II of this epic poem, finds this noble lady tiring of being sequestered in a castle where she must remain indefinitely.  

It haunts me now as I hover in isolation during the current COVID-19 crisis, communicating with the world, friends and family only via "shadows" on my TV, computer, or cell phone.  

Here is that line in context: 

From Alfred Lord Tennyson -- Lady of Shalott

But in her web she still delights

To weave the mirror's magic sights,

For often thro' the silent nights

A funeral, with plumes and lights,

And music, went to Camelot:

Or when the moon was overhead,

Came two young lovers lately wed;

'I am half sick of shadows,' said

The Lady of Shalott

I too, am "half sick of shadows!"  

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Notes: 

There are two versions of the poem; this verse is in each:

https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/45359/the-lady-of-shalott-1832

https://d.lib.rochester.edu/camelot/text/tennyson-lady-of-shalott-1842

More analysis here but you might have to pay for it: 

https://www.litcharts.com/poetry/alfred-lord-tennyson/the-lady-of-shalott#:~:text=Tennyson%27s%20famous%20%22The%20Lady%20of%20Shalott%22%20%281842%29%20is,is%20not%20allowed%20even%20to%20look%20in%20that

Thanks, Mr. Liddell!  

THE HOUSE WHERE I LIVE

This is about what happens when I must buy staples in bulk online as I can no longer shop normally in stores.

It also references my Prolia-broken back, about which more at: www.JoansBackboneDisaster.com

(Tune: The Street Where You Live from My Fair Lady) 

The House Where I Live

I have often lived under stress before, 

But my house has never seemed like such a mess before! 

Now the clutter’s nigh seven stories high! 

What goes on in the house were I live? 

Since the COVID struck, and my backbones broke, 

And I have no car, my purchasing is now no joke! 

Though it makes me sulk, I must buy in bulk, 

I can’t walk from the house where I live! 

    And it’s oh, the sorrowful feeling, 

    Just to see this mess everywhere! 

    The overpowering feeling, 

    That I am drowning and no one will know or care! 

I am thankful that it is not too hard, 

All I need is my computer and a credit card!

So my daily feat, if I want to eat, 

Seems to clutter the house where I live!

Parody Lyrics (c) 2020, Joan Levin

 

JAUNTY JOE BIDEN

Oh Jaunty Joe Biden came out of the East,
Determined to slaughter the cruel COVID Beast.
His friends and his family urged him to run, 
And he and Young Kamala easily won.  
    He was honest and open, he never was hidin’ 
    He won a majority, Jaunty Joe Biden!

So boldly he entered that Wilmington Hall,
Midst hardworking loyal campaigners and all, 
Then spoke The Donald, all red-faced and sore,
For he’d certainly live in the White House no more.
  “You stole my election!  My votes you were hidin’
   You’ll never replace me, you upstart Joe Biden!"

But Jaunty Joe Biden adjusted his mask, 
He clearly was going to be up to the task!
The Donald skulked grumbling out of the hall, 
To drive to Bedminster and whack at a ball!
    While the ladies he dated each stifled a yawn,
    And said to each other “Thank goodness, he’s GONE!”

Parody by Joan Levin

December, 2020

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* With apologies to Sir Walter Scott (1871-1932) who wrote one of my favorite poems -- Lochinvar!  https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/52300/lochinvar

IF VIRUSES COULD TALK, WHAT STORIES WOULD THEY TELL?

I wonder about extinct animals like the Wooly Mammoths as they may have been at the beginning of the Ice Age some 50,000 years ago. 

Some were probably thinking:  

“Golly, it’s sure chilly this year!  I’d better grow a shaggy coat!” 

And then thinking: "Oh no, surely next year will be better!"   

But it wasn't better.  And now we can visit the remains of these extinct animals — dug from once-frozen earth -- in museums!  

I wonder — given Ebola, and HIV, etc. —  if we are entering a new age of deadly viruses.  

We developed protection from some.  Smallpox is just one example.  And hopefully some of the vaccines being developed today will offer the world relief from COVID-19. 

But I can’t shake this “Gary Larson Far Side” type of image of a group of little viruses sitting in their virus school with their teacher (also a virus) explaining that there was a time when enormous creatures called “human beings” lived on earth and how they assailed us but how we prevailed!  

"How scary!" the little viruses would cry.

“But don’t we need human or other animal hosts in order to survive?" they would ask.  "What if they become extinct?"    

“Don’t worry,” their virus teacher would reassure them. “We left just enough humans and other animals for that!”

 

See what happens during isolation and social distancing when the imagination runs riot?!

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A COLLEGIATE DRINKING SONG SIXTY YEARS LATER!

 During my college years in the 1950's there was a popular drinking song called "The Pope."  

See an article about the history and lyrics in the Yale University Songbook:

https://www.firstthings.com/blogs/firstthoughts/2013/01/the-pope-he-leads-a-jolly-life

And an older manuscript in the Library of Congress.

https://www.loc.gov/resource/ihas.100007307.0?st=gallery

This song humorously -- and, admittedly, irreverently -- addressed the advantages and disadvantages of the lives of various leaders.   

 “The Pope” 

The Pope he leads a jolly life, 
He’s free from every care and strife; 
He drinks the best of Rhenish wine, 
I would the Pope’s gay life were mine. 

He drinks the best of Rhenish wine, 
I would the Pope’s gay life were mine. 

But he don’t lead a jolly life, 
He has no maid or blooming wife, 
He has no son to raise his hope, 
Oh! I would not be the Pope. 

He has no son to raise his hope, 
Oh! I would not be the Pope. 

The Sultan better pleases me, 
His life is full of jolity, 
He’s wives as many as he will, 
I fain the Sultan’s throne would fill. 

He’s wives as many as he will, 
I fain the Sultan’s throne would fill. 

But still he is a wretched man, 
He must obey the Al-Koran, 
He dare not drink one drop of wine, 
I would not change his lot for mine. 

He dare not drink one drop of wine, 
I would not change his lot for mine. 

So when the maiden kisses me, 
I’ll think that I the Sultan be, 
And when my Rhenish wine I tope, 
Oh then I’ll think that I’m the Pope

 Not to be bested by our friends from Yale, during the late 1950's when I was at the University of Chicago and Dwight D. Eisenhower was president, we joked about our president's golfing proclivities with these lines to the same tune:

"The present President of us, 

Over poverty he makes no fuss!

At golf he daily doth excel, 

And lets the country go to Hell!"

Soon after he was elected in 1960, President Eisenhower's immediate successor, President John F. Kennedy, launched the War on Poverty.  Could this ditty have been part of the impetus for this? 

Today as I watch our sitting president belittle the seriousness of COVID19 and head for the golf course with increasing frequency, I cannot help but change just one word in our 1950's parody of "The Pope:" 

The present President of us,

Over COVID deaths he makes no fuss!

At golf he daily doth excel,

and lets the country go to Hell!

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NEEDED: A COVID-19 KETUBAH!

Back in the day, Jewish wives treasured a document called a ketubah that was signed at their marriage by the bride and groom, the rabbi or other officiant and two or more witnesses to the wedding.  

The word ketubah derives from the Hebrew word for a writing, and this document served many functions.  

Married women, for example, carried their ketubah especially when they traveled with their husbands, so that it would be known by inns along the way that this was a married couple.  

Read more about this document at: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ketubah

(Press < to return to this page.) 

Since my university based health care provider posts vaccine information on MyChart, I can quickly download my COVID-19 vaccination record.  I printed a copy of this document and carry it with other documents (like my ID card, etc.) to show that I was vaccinated for COVID-19. 

But not all people use MyChart, or have any other convenient way to store and copy information about their COVID-19 vaccine status.    

Now that many establishments are opening up for people who are vaccinated, it becomes more necessary than ever to have a reliable way of demonstrating this.  

I would like to see the establishment of a standardized COVID-19 ketubah, a writing, for those vaccinated against COVID-19.  This would be a standardized document that could be carried as full sized certificate and/or as a wallet card showing that the person named therein had been vaccinated for COVID-19, when and where this was done, and which vaccine had been administered. 

This could save a lot of confusion!

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WHISPERING HOPE -- A MESSAGE OF HOPE FOR A DARK HOUR

I did not write this "Song of Comfort for Difficult Times" (as it is sometimes known) but it helps me and  maybe it will help others coping with these difficult days!  jl

             Whispering Hope

Soft as the voice of an angel 

Breathing a lesson unheard

Hope with a gentle persuasion

Whispers a comforting word

Wait, till the darkness is over

Wait, till the tempest is done

Hope, for the sunshine tomorrow

After the darkness is gone

  Whispering hope 

  Oh how welcome Thy voice, 

  Making my heart,

  In its sorrow rejoice

If in the dusk of the twilight

Dimmed be the region afar

Will not the deepening darkness

Brighten the glittering star?

Then, when the night is upon us

Why should the heart sink away?

When the dark midnight is over

Watch for the breaking of day

  Whispering hope 

  Oh how welcome Thy voice,

  Making my heart,

  In its sorrow rejoice 

 

 Hear this sung by Gordon McRae and Joe Stafford at: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=21Yj_0N1mHo

Read about the author and history of this song at:  https://www.waltonsun.com/news/20190111/story-behind-song-from-folk-tunes-to-jail-to-whispering-hope

While this song was not written as a hymn it has been adopted in hymnals.  Published in 1868, authorship has been ascribed to Septimus Winner (1827-1902), writing under the pseudonym of Alice Hawthorne.  Read more at: https://www.christianmusicandhymns.com/2019/09/whispering-hope-hymn-story-and-lyrics.html

GOOD NEWS FROM KETTLE AND FIRE

 I like Kettle and Fire broths -- they add a lot to any meal and a great pick-me-up at any time! 

But I was concerned about gluten and casein -- they have so many varieties and it is hard to find this info when ordering online.  

So I wrote the company  and here is the response I just received from support@bonebroths.com

"Aside from the allergens listed specifically, our Soups are allergen-free. All of our soups and broth are certified gluten-free. They are also free from tree nuts, peanuts, dairy, shellfish, and soy (unless specified on the ingredient label.)

We also have rigorous cleaning and safety protocols in place to ensure we go above and beyond what is required by law to further ensure our customers' safety. Ingredients are packed and stored separately to minimize cross-contamination."

Good News indeed!

Also posted at: 

http://www.joansbackbonedisaster.com/2021/09/good-news-from-kettle-and-fire.html

(Note: I realize this post is not about COVID19 but now that I am not going out much to do shopping -- because of virus exposure and my broken back, I wanted to feature foods I could keep at home.)

UPS NEEDS MORE TRUCKS!

Walking around the block today (9/23/2020) I saw a U-Haul truck with two men standing next to it wearing UPS uniforms. I asked them why they were in a U-Haul truck. They said this was because UPS had run out of trucks! I guess I’m not the only one getting everything delivered these days of COVID-19!

BIKUR CHOLIM IN THE TIME OF COVID19

Jewish tradition  (much of which, I admit, I honor in the breach), counts among its commandments (mitzvot) the tradition of bikur cholim [BIH-kur KHO-lim], or visitation of the sick, a commandment meant to be honored at all times and without number.   

See: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bikur_cholim

Bikur cholim is an ancient tradition rooted in G-d's visit to Abraham (in the form of a wayfarer) following Abraham's circumcision.  (Genesis 18:1)

This commandment is observed in many ways.  Some congregations send small delegations to visit patients in hospitals, or bring freshly cooked meals to homebound people, or help in other ways. 

The idea is that people who are ill should not feel isolated, and should still feel that they are part of a community.

But during these days of COVID19, this observance may present complications and even dangers. Jewish law places life above all.   The principle of pikuach nefesh, the preservation of human life, overrides virtually any other religious rule.  

Various organization have addressed this, remembering that we are enjoined to live by the Commandments, not die by them. 

One example is the effort of one community to observe bikur cholim via telephone in a more formalized presentation to assure that all congregants receive a call. 

https://jewishboard.org/resources/bikur-cholim-telephone-visitor/

Hopefully the spirit of bikur cholim lives on in other ways, including telephone calls, e-mails and snail mail. My own experience of living during this pandemic is complicated by multiple vertebral fractures making even judicious trips of out of my apartment painful. 

http://www.joansbackbonedisaster.com/2021/01/forgotten-but-not-gone-social-cost-of.html

I cannot find words to express my thanks to friends and family who have sent friendly e-mails, or who have called just to chat, telling me what is going on in their worlds, and who are even willing to listen to my gripes!  

This experience has certainly made me much more aware of the blessings of bikur cholim and, hopefully, a more mindful person.

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The Message to COVID-19: QUITT

The word for today: QUITT!!! 

QU - Quarantine

I  --- Isolation

T --- Testing

T --- Tracing

Quarantine -- Isolation of those who are not already sick but who may have contracted COVID-19

Isolation -- Separating the sick from those not sick.

Testing -- For indicators of COVID-19 infection.

Tracing -- Recording contact of those infected and/or sick with COVID-19.