Day 1: impulses
Friday, 27 March 2020 10:13 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
freckles_and_doubtDay 1 of shutdown. This has had a weird effect on my backbrain, I have had on three separate occasions this morning had to forcibly restrain myself from wildly buying a Nintendo Switch online. Apparently having Witcher 2 and 3 lined up to play over the shutdown is insufficient. Also, all the Animal Crossing content on Tumblr and the Breath of the Wild 2 announcement are clearly triggering me, it's all their fault, I can't be blamed. Currently I am slightly awash in tea as the best possible response is distraction, I get up and make myself another cup whenever the desire to click "place order" is overwhelming. Fortunately there are three large boxes of Earl Grey in the cupboard, the result of adding potential shutdowns to my normal tea-hoarding proclivities.
I mean, I don't even know if the stores are still delivering non-essentials right now. Although I could probably work up an impassioned defense of videogaming as essential to my mental health under the circs. But I also think this is another offshoot of the curious unreality of this apocalypse, the way the world - and thus the actual, concrete implications of madly spending R8000 I can't really justify - doesn't seem to be quite real right now.
The university is in a state of flux, we are having enormous difficulties finding a way through the academic year when something like a third of our students don't have home internet access or laptops and can't be expected to study remotely. Central management is, I fear, being more than usually tone-deaf about this. I do not enjoy the way that this kind of crisis inexorably tends to reveal that we're actually being managed by an evil corporation rather than an academic institution.
I mean, I don't even know if the stores are still delivering non-essentials right now. Although I could probably work up an impassioned defense of videogaming as essential to my mental health under the circs. But I also think this is another offshoot of the curious unreality of this apocalypse, the way the world - and thus the actual, concrete implications of madly spending R8000 I can't really justify - doesn't seem to be quite real right now.
The university is in a state of flux, we are having enormous difficulties finding a way through the academic year when something like a third of our students don't have home internet access or laptops and can't be expected to study remotely. Central management is, I fear, being more than usually tone-deaf about this. I do not enjoy the way that this kind of crisis inexorably tends to reveal that we're actually being managed by an evil corporation rather than an academic institution.
