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Vrydagoggend daal die Groot Stilte. Dit is dawerend, die geluid van die hele wêreld wat asem ophou. Dan en wan suis daar nog ʼn voertuig oor ʼn teerpad, maar snelweë loop leeg. ʼn Swerm mossies neem die tuin oor. Duiwe koer. Jy sou jou kon verbeel dis Goeie Vrydag. Maar dis die teendeel, noodweer.

So voel huisarres, dink sommige. Die kluisenaars is egter in hul element: hiervoor oefen hulle immers al dekades lank. Die wettige verlenging van afsondering is ʼn eie klein oase van doen-wat-jy-wil, wees-wie-jy-wil.

Nasies staan saam en ontdek ʼn nuwe kulturele uiting: social distancing. Gedwonge afstand tussen mense dwing almal na sosiale media en selfone. Maar dit gaan stadig, die ondersese kabel is alweer beskadig. Op balkonne sing en klap die mense vir mekaar en die essensiële werkers. In arm buurte skuif die partytjie strate toe. Tronke en hospitale word vol. Hoe lank kan die afskortings hou?

Nuus elke uur. Brokkies vrees en happies hoop. Kondome raak op. So ontkiem die post-Covid-19-generasie, Met Lockdowns oral neem huishoudelike geweld wêreldwyd toe. Ons leer van voor af kommunikeer, bordspeletjies word afgestof en familieresepte herontdek. Langspeelplate krap die nostalgie oop. Die honde wil uitgaan.

Elke dag is ʼn les in geduld. Saam wag ons dat die kurwe afplat. Ons verdeel die Groot Stilte in kleiner porsies. Ons herinner onsself dat elke dag genoeg aan sy eie kwaad het. Elke oomblik is ʼn geskenk. Dit weet selfs die duiwe en die mossies.

I dwell in possibility. Emily Dickinson

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ʼn Veelbekroonde skrywer weeg die tyd waarin ons leef en vind dit vol wonders én euwels.

It was the Age of Anything-Can-Happen, he reminded himself. He had heard many people say that on TV and on the outré video clips floating in cyberspace, which added a further, new-technology depth to his addiction. There were no rules any more. And in the Age of Anything-Can-Happen, well, anything could happen. Old friends could become new enemies and traditional enemies could be your new besties or even lovers. It was no longer possible to predict the weather, or the likelihood of war, or the outcome of elections. A woman may fall in love with a piglet, or a man start living with an owl. A beauty might fall asleep and, when kissed, wake up speaking a different language and in that new language reveal a completely altered character. A flood might drown your city. A tornado might carry your house to a faraway land where, upon landing, it would squash a witch. Criminals could become kings and kings be unmasked as criminals. A man might discover that the woman he lived with was his father’s illegitimate child. A whole nation may junp off a cliff like swarming lemmings. Men who played presidents on TV could become presidents. The water might run out. A woman might bear a baby who who was found to be a revenant god. Words could lose their meaning and acquire new ones. The world might end, as at least one prominent scientist-entrepreneur had begun repeatedly to predict. An evil scent would hang over the ending. And a TV-star might miraculously return the love of a foolish old coot, giving him an unlikely romantic triumph which would redeem a long, small life, bestowing on it, at the last, the radiance of majesty.

Quichotte by Salman Rushdie, Jonathan Cape, 2019

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So here is my profound thought for the day: This is the first time I have met someone who seeks out people and who sees beyond. That may seem trivial but I think it is profound all the same. We never look beyond our assumptions and, what’s worse, we have given up trying to meet others; we just meet ourselves. We don’t recognize each other because other people have become our permanent mirrors. If we actually realized this, if we were to become aware of the fact that we are only ever looking at ourselves in the other person, that we are alone in the wilderness, we would go crazy.

The Elegance of the Hedgehog by Muriel Barbery, Editions Galimard, Paris, 2006

[Jacinda Ardern’s] demonstration that during a crisis it is possible to lead without telegraphing aggression or playing on anxieties was a beacon in a world where the kinds of principles Ardern champions seem to be on the wane. She made a plausible case that kindness was a strength, compassion was actionable, and inclusion was possible. “I think this whole model of leadership that says you’ve got to be tough, and tough means you can’t be kind, is just wrong,” says Grant Robertson, her Finance Minister. “And she’s showing it.”

Jacinda Ardern’s Next Big Test, by Belinda Luscombe, Time, March 2-6, 2020

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