For all of the bodies we leave behind, we haven’t gotten past hashtags, black squares on Instagram, and people who are determined to have academic discussions about bullets.

I’m not interested in having us expend time and energy trying to make this a company-wide initiative, try to drag people into it who care about none of these issues, then have it fizzle out when the questions become too hard and challenge their perception of the world.

People are losing whole families behind this pandemic and, of course, disproportionately according to how poor they are, but sure… bowling alleys, I guess. Leveraging your “freedom” to force other people to work in conditions that will lead to a plague is trash.

After asking in so many ways where these no’s were coming from, I started trying to learn about UX myself; that is to say I went from, “I can see this working but I don’t know what that means” to “I could make this if I learned how. I have time. I will learn how.”

Every person there was talking, dancing (to damn good music, I might add), and generally being enjoyable. There wasn’t a single unpleasant person on the premises. I bought a t-shirt and ran into a few familiar faces and made friends with new ones. I watched it all like the final fluttering heartbeats before a flatline.