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1. Pandemics, lockdowns and despair uprising

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It's the 8th of November 2020 and Victorians has been in a state of panic for months.


Covid-19 has freaked everyone out and there are something like 700 cases daily plus news of widespread death and despair everywhere I turn.


For me it is a double edged sword as I am immune compromised and the best advice says that I am at increased risk due to having Multiple Sclerosis. I'm skeptical but also kinda scared because that's what the news tells me to be.


For the longest time now we have been under the harshest restrictions, locked in our own houses, not able to have visitors, not able to travel further than a 5km radius from our own homes.


The other night I went out to water the dogs and a fucking police car zoomed in on me, in the middle of surburbia lights shining and two officers masked up pointed torches into my eyes blinding me temporarily.


"what are you doing out here?" they insisted.


"My dog is having a piss" I pointed to the fluffy white dog on the nature strip, leg cocked peeing dutifully on the tree right out the front of my house.


"where do you live?" they probed.


"right here" I pointed back at my front door, mere metres from where my dog was pissing. This is unbelievable I think to myself.


"oh, right, well don't be out long" they threaten, torches are put away and they slowly crawl back off in the police car and leave me be.


That is the state of Victorian panic during the pandemic right there. Fear and threats of disease, dying and some terrible air born virus is going to kill everyone.


Great, just what I need.


Tomorrow, the 'ring of steel' that surrounds the metropolitan Melbourne from the regional is lifted, and we can travel outside of that 5km radius and I cannot wait.


We are going to see our cousins who live just outside of Geelong and they have dirt bikes in the shed. I'm desperate to see people and even more desperate to see if we can pull the bikes out of the shed and go for a blast around the back paddock.


I've got two feet, ten toes, two arms and ten fingers, digits if you will, and that is all I need.


This is my story. Every word is true.

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