June 3, 2020 (In the Year of the Trump Virus)
For the past two months, my neighbor's cat has been visiting us regularly. She hangs out by our front door, and I have spent a great deal of time hanging out with the cat on our front steps. I don't allow the cat inside, due to my wife is allergic to cat fur. Still, when I work outside, she comes to the backyard and hangs with me. She craves attention, so I often spend time petting and chatting with her. I haven't had a pet cat or dog since I was a child. I moved around a lot, so I never felt the need to have an animal as a pet. Also, I feel weird about owning an animal. I know having a pet around can make you feel good, but there is something wrong about owning a living creature that bothers me to the core of my being. Saying that now, I'm nervous that the cat is not around anymore. I looked forward to seeing her, and I don't even mind her meowing for an hour. Her sounds are perfume to my senses.
As I write, people are demonstrating in various parts of Los Angeles and the world. Mostly peaceful, and the other day, on my way to my mother's house to drop off some goods, I saw a bunch of kids with their parents doing their version of a march in the neighborhood. Things may move on, but I do feel that there is significant damage to President Virus, and he may not survive this time. I say that, because I sense a mood in the air, and I think people are tired of his lies, lack of character, and just being under the attack of this over-grown spoiled child in a man's body.
Today, I worked on a Philip Guston video talk, which hopefully will take place tomorrow. I'm also working on a film script, and I need to make some significant changes in its structure. I never worked with other people in a writing job, and I'm learning a lot in how to compromise and hopefully make a better script. I feel like F. Scott Fitzgerald or William Faulkner when they were hired by a Hollywood studio to become a scriptwriter. The glamour of such work is a turn-on for me. It's different from working by yourself for a book project or essay.
As of this writing (5 PM ), there are 1,155 new cases of the virus and 46 deaths in Los Angeles County.
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