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Lockdown reflections

I feel like I have lost track of the days.

Since my exams were postponed at the eleventh hour in mid-March, I have basically been sat at my desk in college everyday. A very empty college indeed, with many having returned to their homes in the UK or abroad.

On one hand, it feels like I have more free time than ever before. I have no lectures to attend. No club meetings to walk to. No dinners with friends in hall. And no formals to be had. On the other, I have so much work to do. My reading lists for contract law and tort law combined are probably somewhere between 70 and 90 pages long. Now that lockdown is in place, I’m trying to cover more of the content on the ‘further reading’ lists. Parkinson’s law says that work expands to fill the time allotted. While that’s true to some extent, it seems like the content of the work itself is also expanding.

I’ve also been cooking a lot. I don’t think I have ever cooked so much in my life before, perhaps save last Christmas when the cafeteria was closed. It’s easy to lose hours making meals everyday, from going to the supermarket to cooking to doing the dishes, which is mildly disappointing when the food gets burnt for want of actual cooking skills. Cooking is probably one of the biggest time sinks ever invented by humankind. I have a suspicion that I will soon regress to TV dinners in lieu of actual food. Actually, I already have. Well, partially. Maybe only once a day on a good day.

The stovetop flames reminded me of an absolutely unrelated yet very timely quote from The Dark Knight, “Some men aren’t looking for anything logical, like money. They can’t be bought, bullied, reasoned, or negotiated with. Some men just want to watch the world burn.” Instead of seeing nations worldwide work with each other, we are seeing fractious political point-scoring and repressive regimes leaping at the opportunity to assault human rights. Instead of seeing unity within nations, we see extreme nationalists harassing medical workers.

Nationalism is a most hideous creature; a ticking time bomb, waiting to explode. I sometimes wonder if I was sleepwalking as the world turned upside down. But, aye, there is so much I can say but so little I can do, but to take every opportunity to participate in civic processes.

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