Seven Days in 2020

October 27, 2020

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“We’re not going to control the pandemic.” – Mark Meadows, White House Chief of Staff, on October 25, 2020.

Wait, what? There. Right there. The answer. The answer to what, until yesterday, most Americans scratched their heads over and questioned—why Trump, the White House, and the Senate GOP still hadn’t put a national pandemic plan in place.

Weren’t they taking the pandemic seriously? Good God, what about the 227,466 Americans who’ve died? Aren’t they paying attention? Don’t they care?

Since March 2020, I’ve written blog posts about what they did, didn’t do, and what our tireless scientists, epidemiologist, doctors, nurses, and caregivers kept warning and repeating we needed to do, so I won’t go into that here. I doubt I have to remind anyone, anyway—you’re living it. I’m living it.

Some media folks say Trump surrendered to the coronavirus. He waved the white flag. Nah. The White House had no intention of doing a damn thing to protect Americans against this virus. Come on, they informed him of this “deadly virus” in January 2020. He formed a White House Coronavirus Task Force. They did nothing.

Despite Trump’s ridiculous boasts, never ending lies, and gaslighting of the American people with their “amazing plan”, the incredible vaccine that’ll be ready in two weeks (always two weeks), and we’re rounding the corner, nothing made sense. Their actions never matched their words to me—for good reason—they had no pandemic plan. Pure horseshit. There never was a plan, and 45 and the GOP Senate have no intention of lifting a finger or worrying about this pandemic. Or us. We are on our own.

Last night, the Republicans confirmed Barrett to a lifetime appointment to the Supreme Court. At the White House, no less. They don’t care that you know it’s wrong, not done, and neither does she. Watching that debacle made me sick to my stomach. Knowing millions of Americans were voting, they rushed, pushed her forward. They have no shame, no honor, or integrity. She will forever have a stain on her red, I mean her black cloak.

Wouldn’t it poetic for President Joe Biden to confirm Hillary Rodham Clinton to a lifetime position on the Supreme Court and then confirm a dozen more Justices? I say pack the courts. So packed Republican heads will spin round and round for decades to come. Undo whatever it appears they’re poised to do. Today, that comforts me to no end.

We are one week away from November 3, Election Day. Seven days until the most important election of our lifetime. I’m nervous as hell. I lay my head on the pillow at night with comforting thoughts of a blue tsunami of votes and victory for Joe Biden and wake up grinding my teeth with feelings of renewed doom and gloom. No one knows how this will go. Hillary’s defeat was crushing. I’m preparing myself, just in case Trump steals the election, I mean, wins.

It’s time. There is no time to waste. Drop off your mail-in ballot in person, at a drop box, or vote in person on November 3.

Do NOT mail in your vote. It’s too late!

Vote for Joe Biden for President of the United States and Kamala Harris for Vice President. Vote blue all the way down the ballot. Your children, grandchildren, future generations will thank you. Be on the right side of history.

“We’ve never seen what it would look like if everyone voted.” – Barack Obama, in Orlando, Florida on October 27, 2020.

Let’s take our country back and save our democracy.

Let’s return to a semblance of normalcy. I need to hug my children and write more books without thoughts and worries about 45 and his henchmen and women. Stay safe.

Eleanor x


Puerto Rican-born Eleanor Parker Sapia is the multi-award-winning author of the best-selling novel, A DECENT WOMAN, a novel set in 1900 Puerto Rico, published by Winter Goose Publishing. Eleanor is writing her second novel, THE LAMENTS, set in 1926 Puerto Rico and working on her poetry collection. She lives with a sweet Chihuahua named Sophie and dreams of returning to the island of her birth.

Pandemic Diary, October 2020

October 21, 2020

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Nine months from the beginning of the novel coronavirus pandemic, the United States still doesn’t have a national plan for testing and tracing, or a national mandatory mask use policy. No change since I took a blogging break a few months back. Unreal. Criminal.

Globally, 40.9 million people have tested positive for COVID and 1.13 million have lost their lives. Today, the United States has seen 8.32 million cases and 221,000 Americans have died. It’s a terrifying situation, especially under the Trump regime, and among his minions who believe in herd mentality, no social distancing, and no masks. God help us.

As of today, we are under 13 days away from November 3, 2020, Election Day. It’s nerve wrecking to wait. Former Vice President Joe Biden and his running mate, Kamala Harris, are hot and heavy on the campaign trail. They both aced their debates. The second Biden/Trump debate, scheduled for tomorrow, is on. I’m hoping the mute button works like a charm. I’m very hopeful they win in November! God help us if Trump wins. What a horrible, horrible, horrible thought.

On the campaign trail, Trump is…well, still ridiculous, mad, and dangerous. A liar. He is using the same campaign playbook he used in 2016. Melania is MIA on the campaign trail, apparently recovering from COVID. Trump had the virus and recovered in four or five days. As always, it’s hard to believe anything that comes out of the White House.

Some things never change. Trump continues to lie to the American public. He deliberately downplayed the severity of the virus, knowing in January 2020 it was dead lethal. This pandemic is far from over. AG Barr is lying. Pence is lying through his teeth. Conservative Senators lie. The current Republican party has no honor, integrity, or compassion. We have no new stimulus package and McConnell is encouraging the White House to not approve a stimulus package before the election. Disgusting.

Trumpers continue to spew that COVID-19 is a hoax and masks are a joke against the virus. A few Trump-loving neighbors chide me about my mask and tell me to suck it up. Nice, huh? I keep my distance and walk away. I’m mentally fatigued by the same tired crap. I no longer waste my breath.

Across the globe, the pandemic has affected every person. By now, everyone knows someone who tested positive to the virus or who tragically died. No one is immune. Nothing can stop this virus—not wealth, power, or military might. Our lives and the world will never be the same. The future is unknown. We have no vaccine in the United States and its territories. Flu season is upon us.

My God. Where will this end with no proven vaccine in sight? How long will this virus force us to live in fear?

It has now been over two months since the extra $600 a week in pandemic aid for the unemployed expired. Hundreds of thousands of Americans are still losing their jobs, their homes, and filing for unemployment insurance each week.

The parents of 545 migrant children separated at the border by the Trump administration, probably deported back to their home countries, are missing. This horror, this stain will haunt the United States forever. I will never forget.

Last month, Trump approved a $10 trillion aid package for Puerto Rico, specifically for the island’s failing electrical grid and for education. Three years later, but who’s counting. From throwing paper towels at Puerto Ricans after Hurricane Maria, to asking if it was possible to sell the island, to saying Puerto Rico was a dirty place where savages live, we arrive at him throwing $10 trillion dollars at the island—right before the election. I doubt the island will receive a penny under Trump.

At the beginning of October, The New York Times reported a large number of Latinos are leaning toward Trump. That shocked me. Latino voters, please don’t forget about Trump jailing migrant families at the border, separating children from their families, and about the Georgia doctor performing unnecessary surgeries on migrant women held by ICE. Throwing paper towels at Puerto Ricans after Hurricane Maria. I hope that report is wrong.

VOTE. Vote EARLY. Vote BLUE all down the ticket.

If you vote by absentee ballot, consider dropping your ballot off in person, today! Check out your state’s voting website. Be prepared. Have a plan.

Let’s take our country back. LET’S DO THIS.

Biden/Harris 2020.

Be well. Stay safe. Wear your mask.

Eleanor x

About Eleanor:

me in ma july 2019

Puerto Rican-born Eleanor Parker Sapia is the multi-award-winning author of A DECENT WOMAN, a novel set in 1900 Puerto Rico, published by Winter Goose Publishing. Eleanor is writing her second novel, THE LAMENTS, set in 1926 Puerto Rico. She lives with a Chihuahua named Sophie and dreams of returning to the island of her birth.