No one can opt out of this pandemic.
[...] I had a visceral, almost primal feeling of needing to “opt out” — the word “opt” is key here — of what was coming, to find another reality to live in instead of this one. I wasn’t particularly scared of getting the virus, and I wasn’t thinking yet about the economic realities that were likely to hit. I just didn’t understand what I was living in and I wanted to skip it. I wanted another option.
But this pandemic doesn’t give options. There isn’t anywhere to go to get away from it. It’s everywhere, it’s invisible, and it’s nowhere, too. I might be carrying the coronavirus; I might have had it; I might not have been infected, or I could currently be infected right now, even though I feel fine. I was in college when 9/11 happened and a recession hit after I graduated, but neither of those “realities” — which were startling and scary and felt like moments when ordinary life had been “punctured” — had the pervasive and eerie feel of this one.
Вот это всё звучит, как реплика из какого-нибудь "Прибытия"; знаете, как это делают, - отрывок из спокойного, вдумчивого интервью на заднем плане для того, чтобы набросать общую картину, такое....
People use metaphors of war, or ecology, all different things. But part of the issue is that almost nobody alive today in America has been confronted with something like this, a scientific thing that we don’t understand yet that directly affects our lives. The concept of a world that’s unknowable is so foreign to us that we’re scrambling to find any box put it into.