Pandemic Diary #5
I don’t need groceries in 10 minutes, but I do need a delivery service for emotional healthcare, right now.
Selected thoughts from my pandemic diary, published as nft.
I don’t need groceries in 10 minutes, but I do need a delivery service for emotional healthcare, right now.
Selected thoughts from my pandemic diary, published as nft.
After more than 20 months of the pandemic, we are still in the status: Stay Safe – avoid not necessary contacts. Right now, we are in Germany in the contradiction that some hospitals are screaming for help, because they are not able to take care of the high amount Corona patients. But other people go to football matches with 50000 spectators standing close to each other. This is our society. How does it feel? Thoughts from my diary:
Thoughts from my pandemic diary as Nft: Once the pandemic is over, we will know there is life after the death of the ego.
In harsh times, like the current pandemic, we need something we trust: A towel with the inscription DON’T PANIC. The countdown for Xmas shopping is running. But DON’T PANIC, the perfect Christmas gift is ready for shipping: The DON’T PANIC Towel
‘A Towel – Just about the most massively useful thing any interstellar Hitchhiker can carry.’*
For all hitchhiker’s and fans of Douglas Adams, the author of the ‘Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy’ we have the right companion for your life, the Universe and Everything. A beautiful bath towel, with the smart advice: DON’T PANIC.
Of course, you can use it just right after you have taken a shower or bath, but there are a lot of more things to do with a lovely towel:
‘Partly it has great practical value. You can wrap it around you for warmth as you bound across the cold moons of Jaglan Beta; you can lie on it on the brilliant marble-sanded beaches of Santraginus V, inhaling the heady sea vapours; you can sleep under it beneath the stars which shine so redly on the desert world of Kakrafoon; use it to sail a miniraft down the slow heavy River Moth; wet it for use in hand-to-hand-combat; wrap it round your head to ward off noxious fumes or avoid the gaze of the Ravenous Bugblatter Beast of Traal (such a mind-bogglingly stupid animal, it assumes that if you can’t see it, it can’t see you); you can wave your towel in emergencies as a distress signal, and of course dry yourself off with it if it still seems to be clean enough’*
Here you can get it: DON’T PANIC Towel Shop
Shipping worldwide – Even Lenin got one.
* Douglas Adams, Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy, chapter 3
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