Living in California, the COVID dictatorship clamps down on one life pleasure after another, leaving room only for anti-social activities. Chipping away at our sanity, self-worth, autonomy and, as Que Mala would say, “fweedom,” undermining our basic rights, destroying our souls—that is how I would describe the box we’ve been forced into. That this repression and forced constriction are occurring worldwide, makes the situation no less awful nor any more lawful. I yearn, as I’m sure you do, to go where I want, smile at people in stores and restaurants and even on the street, without a moronic face diaper....