Author R.A. Gasparac

With the current state of the world and the pandemic, I take my chosen career as a writer very seriously.

First and foremost, people need content right now. They are terrified and they need to have something to immerse themselves into instead of refreshing minute by minute updates on their respective news apps. We are on the frontlines of caring for our community and fellow humans. In the most dire of services. Maintaining someone’s mental health through escapism.

Second, with the devastating death toll in Italy, we learn how important it is to honor our lineage and culture. Italian blood runs through my veins, and with these deaths a part of my bloodlines way of life as well. Even though (for the time being before the virus inevitably mutates) mostly the elderly have died, that was a huge chunk of our culture. The elderly were walking encyclopedias of information we took for granted.

These people were open books to remind us of who we are and how we conduct ourselves, like we have for thousands of years. It is the equivalent of a book burning. When they die, a part of us will loose who we are as a whole. We are what is left of humanities culture.