 | | Melbourne under lockdown.Besha Rodell |
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Last week’s letter, about the mood in Melbourne during our second strict lockdown, prompted a flood of feedback from readers. People shared with us how they’re coping, thanked us for mirroring their perspective and criticized us for a lack of self-awareness. Here is a sampling of those reader responses: |
During the first lockdown, we were all truly “in this together.” Now it’s just metro Melbourne and the comments from the rest of the country do make it feel like we’ve done something wrong here, although I don’t think Melburnians have been more complacent than other parts of the country. Having gyms close again was really rough. The first time I went to the gym since they shut, I felt better than I had since March. |
That said, we’re going to get through this stronger. It was pretty likely that this was going to happen, so if we’re first in the country to get our second wave (I don’t think we’ll be the last), let’s get on with it. Last time, the never-ending uncertainty was rough, while at least now I can circle a date in the calendar. |
I missed my 75th birthday celebrations with my extended family, and our 50th wedding anniversary celebrations, thanks to COVID-19 isolation. So sad. But then, there is next year to celebrate. Hopefully. |
— Joe Slaven, Townsville, Australia |
The piece on Melbourne was complete tripe that appears to be written by some poor soul with no resilience and nothing to do but lay about wallowing in their own self-pity. This is not reflective of all Melburnians and I’d suggest not really indicative of most Melbourne residents. Cozy “fires at the pub,” country trips in winter — what an idealistic load of rubbish doing nothing other than to paint an unrealistic picture of this city and it’s inhabitants! . |
There is a stark difference between Lockdown 1.0 and Lockdown 2.0. The first time around it seemed that everyone was making an effort to find the funny, irreverent and touching moments to brighten all our days. Then as lockdown started to ease, ugliness started to creep in; in emotions, in behavior, in words, in government rhetoric. Now in Melbourne there is very deep anger, anxiety and a sense of division. |
So what do I do to try and remain positive? |
I am spending less time watching the news, catching highlights and then turning it off. |
I am dipping into loved books and making my way through a backlog of new potential favorites. |
I am walking — no matter the weather. This is not negotiable. |
I am trying to pick up the phone and have conversations instead of relying on texting and emails. I am touching base with my neighbors. I am much less inclined to do this than last time, which means it is more necessary. |
I am giving myself the freedom to drink as much coffee as I need to get through this. |
Greetings from Houston, Texas, USA. I normally love these dispatches but this one gives me pause. We here would love concerns about oysters and champagne at home, missed sunny vacations and stalled pool laps. But instead we are grappling with issues associated with a corrupt federal government which refuses to protect its citizens, political debate pertaining to masks, a surging virus and economic collapse. The author’s complaints seem trite in comparison. I wish her concerns were the problems of this country. |
It was great to read the letter from Besha because something shines out when somebody writes what is clearly the truth, the exact way she is feeling. |
I hope it engenders in all her readers, as it did for me, a feeling of sympathy, a kind of loving feeling — and I hope that she and her fellow Victorians discover something special and important in the next few weeks. |
Then, when it is all over, come up here to Queensland for a big hug. |
I have always found winter to be daunting (I grew up on the Connecticut shore — talk about gray, cold winters) and have generally huddled inside for 12 Melbourne winters. But this year is something different. After the vicious summer bushfires, the rain started, generous but not imposing. It has kept on for months, and now Melbourne is green and lush and sooooo gorgeous. With the help of recently purchased electric bikes, my partner and I have discovered a vast network of bike and walking paths from our base. Now those chilly days are simply *days* that we might discover a new route or revisit a favorite. |
I grieve for the lost connections and routines, and I am also deeply grateful to live in a country that cares about people, and I’m knocked off balance, and I’m worried about our collective mental health. What helps right the balance for me are the joys of wending along a lush path on a cool, bright afternoon, of seeing the full sky at sunset, and of breathing and moving through the world. And having someone to share both the lockdown and the exploration with — that makes most things just fine. |
Today’s letter, bathed in self-pity and almost entirely lacking perspective, is a paean to middle class self-centeredness. Boo hoo, you can’t have fake Christmas. Where is the concern for people who are less fortunate and therefore likelier to get sick and die? Oh, it rains a lot in winter? Maybe we should take up a collection for your suffering soul! |
In parts of the US, we’ve been self-isolating since early March. Six weeks sounds like a minute to me. |
The author sees this new lockdown as something imposed rather than a call to social good. |
She’s swimming, all right. Swimming in blind privilege and self-pity. |
I too dread Melbourne winters. I too plan special events or holidays away to get us through it. I too am dreading another period of remote learning for my daughter and I too celebrate a significant anniversary and had planned on being in Spain, but then we thought Queensland, and now it appears we will be in luck if we can go out for dinner. |
There is something different about this lockdown than the first. Something darker. I also feel the undercurrent among family and friends — and yes, all those strangers on the internet — of anger, frustration, darkness and fear. |
I greatly appreciated your reminder that once this is done, it will almost be spring. |
 | | Skroo, a wild koala, visiting the Endeavour Veterinary Ecology clinic in June.Russell Shakespeare for The New York Times |
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 | | Monks from Wat Matchanthikaram, wearing masks and face shields to protect them, received alms from Bangkok residents in April.Adam Dean for The New York Times |
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