Scarlett Johansson gets married…again.
Why not. Love in the times of covid. It should be encouraged, urged and nudged.
How many chances do we get in life…before they get taken away… by tiny rebellious pathogens and virus.
Let love go viral, not the virus.
By now, we have learned to live with it: neither at peace nor at war. Just a truce (Halloween 2020).
Turn back the clock. Turn back the tide of disease and death.
Turn back the dial on love. Love is the answer, said the Beatles. All we need is love.
I want to hold your hands…I want to hold your hands….
People try to go about their daily lives: Ohio vs Penn State, bills paid online, and the work done at home.
How many more deaths before this is over? 450,000? Taxes lost, hope dims.
Money spent on services (travel), now on essential.
Scarlett can get married again, but her reception will be virtual, I hope.
She will wake up next to “the love of her life”, host SNL, and welcome both covid and co-habitation into her next chapter.
All the power to a beautiful and talented couple.
She exhibits vulnerability in “Lost in translation”. Hope she stays that way.
Vulnerability allows one to be transformed, to change and be maneuverable. In short, to grow, to compromise, to entertain the possibility that this is not it. We demand more. We risk it all for more.
By being weak, we are strong.
I can’t wait to see more “product” out of this new coupling.
I wish Red/Blue not-United States of America would take a lesson from this.
The country needs to change, structurally and sensibly. It needs to self-transform on the road to redemption.
May God be with us all, Scarlett Ohara or Scarlett Johansson, through this Winter and beyond.
Thang Nguyen 555 