Qu’importe car au fond, j’ai essayé

Been quite a few months since the last post because one went missing.

Anyway. It’s been just about two years since the Covid mania started. Since the dramatic January of 2000, since the tiptoeing into Chinese New Year of 2000, since the incredible youtube videos coming out of Wuhan, China.

The news, the discussions, the feelings, in 2022, are so very different. It almost makes you wonder what in the world we were all thinking, in 2000, two entire years ago. Were we mad for being so panicky? Were we wrong? Was it real? Did we, omg, really, do all that?

Saw a CNA video talking about vaccinations for <5 year olds, and how some are resistant against it, and yeah there’s been so much discussion about vaccinations for more than a year you’ll wonder how we are still not done with the topic. From the initial mRNA talk, to inactivated vaccine talk, to the initial vaccine hesitancies, to booster talk, and more. Were we crazy?

Is it crazy to also be able to sit here calmly and think whether or not to take a vaccine?

The two opposite ends of the spectrum are both so dramatically different, and real. They are real.

And yes we have come far, both because of the vaccines, and also because of the new milder variant that’s currently in vogue. It’s not to say it’s over, that the vaccines last forever, that the variant stays like this forever. But it’s an interesting lull in the storm, like an opening to escape through. Assuming the storm clouds won’t just gather around you again.

On the same day someone in Malaysia shared on Twitter about her parents’ harrowing experience with Covid, with being hospitalized, and having a very hard time fighting the virus. It is real.

Those millions of deaths in 2021, in India, in US, in many other countries, were real. And we lived through it. If you wondered where the two years went, it went into watching Wuhan lockdown in horror, it went into watching India go up in flames, into hearing sirens in New York City, into the makeshift morgues in Italy. It went into watching a world “united” in being besieged by the same virus.

In another frame, it might be a sad cruel mirror of our own reactions to a admittedly-impressive virus. But perhaps much of it was the insanity of our own reactions to it, and also how differing different cultures, societies and countries reacted and managed.

You could not write enough books, or make enough videos, to encompass the incredible amount of experiences. Two years multiplied by 6 billion persons, is a lot of different viewpoints and experiences.

Original lyrics:
J'avais planté des graines dans un potager
J'avais semé du seigle dans un champ fané
Les graines au soleil se sont vues sécher
Et le seigle de même n'a jamais poussé
C'était pas la saison ou pas l'endroit, qui sait
Qu'importe car au fond, j'ai essayé
J'ai fait une cabane en olivier
Le sol était de sable et ça me plaisait
Puis le toit, puis les bases se sont froissés
Étalée sur le sable, la maison cassée
C'était pas la saison ou pas l'endroit, qui sait
Qu'importe car au fond, j'ai essayé
On couve des projets, des ponts, des plans
On couve des couplets et des enfants
Moi, j'ai gagné parfois et perdu souvent
Celui qui n'échoue pas n'est pas vivant
C'était pas la saison ou pas l'endroit, qui sait
Qu'importe car au fond, j'ai essayé
C'était pas la saison, non, ou pas l'endroit, qui sait
Qu'importe car au fond
Lalalalalala, la la, lala
Lalalalalala, la la, lala
Lalalalalala, la la, lala
Lalalalalala, la la, lala
Si ce qu'on a semé n'a pas toujours poussé
Ce qu'on a semé n'est pas paumé
Si ce qu'on a semé n'a pas toujours poussé
J'ai essayé
Translated:
I had planted seeds in a vegetable garden
I had sown rye in a withered field
Seeds in the sun saw themselves dry
And the same rye never grew
It was not the season or not the place, who knows
It doesn't matter because deep down, I tried
I made an olive tree hut
The ground was sandy and I liked it
Then the roof, then the bases got crumpled
Spread out on the sand, the broken house
It was not the season or not the place, who knows
It doesn't matter because deep down, I tried
We hatch projects, bridges, plans
We hatch verses and children
Me, I sometimes won and often lost
He who does not fail is not alive
It was not the season or not the place, who knows
It doesn't matter because deep down, I tried
It was not the season, no, or not the place, who knows
It doesn't matter because deep down
Lalalalala lalalalala
Lalalalala lalalalala
Lalalalala lalalalala
Lalalalala lalalalala
If what we have sown has not always grown
What we have sown is not lost
If what we have sown has not always grown
I tried
Qu’importe car au fond, j’ai essayé

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