When Hart Island Became Scandalous

 I chauffeured a dead lady to the local airport this morning, tired but enjoying the dense fog hanging over our skyscrapers. The road that loops you around the airport was barren and I was the only car, something that is very out of character for this city. I kept thinking that maybe the road was closed, but nope.

My fire-ant bites blistered up, which I think is pretty cool and gross but most other people are abjectly horrified.

I have another funeral tomorrow, then a day off then I'm back into it. Assuming we don't have more dead people, which we may... NY is doing mass graves in Potter's Fields on Hart Island, which is something I saw on the news as Scandalous! and Shocking! but New York, amongst every other state, has been doing that for unclaimed bodies for years. It's not newsworthy, it's an unfortunate thing that happens when people fall through the cracks. I'm normally against fear tactics but if it will keep people indoors, then by all means scare the shit out of the people who think we need to reopen the blood cult economy.

Until then; I'm making sweet tea (listen its 88 in Texas rn) and shoving my face into The Embalming Tomes. Oooh, necrosis!