The light in all this may come in the form of opportunity rising from the ashes of time, like an AI Gidra emerging from technology’s antibody response to adversity.Īuthor AJ Dungo, in an ‘Ask me anything’ Instagram story, responds to: If you weren’t an illustrator, what would you be? “That’s a great question. WE WOULD BE NOTHING IF NOT FOR THOSE WHO CAME BEFORE USĭespite the loss of life and morality brought by the pandemic, there is hope for a better life on the downside of the curve. For purportedly concealing coronavirus behind masked faces, for robbing the country of the freedom to leave our homes, for offshoring American jobs by the millions, and for being a perennial foreign reminder that America is no longer great, nor is it white. Increasingly, through the Trump administration’s anti-China trade rhetoric and the unwashed reaction to the political grandstanding, we found ourselves being held out to blame, then forced back to work at a slaughterhouse. Starting as early as last December, the reports began streaming in through social media, often accompanied by video of people being called out, accosted, spat on, dragged, beaten, sprayed with disinfectant, doused in acid, mortally wounded in deadly violence.
With its unassuming roots in animal-to-human transmission traced to Wuhan, China, the virus joined forces with human pathogens, namely ignorance and racism, and the attacks soon followed.Įven before the United States’ first inkling of the magnitude of the virus’ nuking exposure, reports from home and abroad began to circulate: Asian people are under attack. It is a timeworn story rewritten anew by a novel coronavirus that grew into a pandemic. And yet, I still persist in railing about the obscenities of our American democracy that are laid bare by race. Though the meaning expressed by my tenuous command of the English idiom may be closer than appears in rearview, it does not change the fact that I am nonetheless a fool for finding myself here, where I swore I’d never again be.
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