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It is 1962 and the United States suddenly discovers that the Russians have secretly placed nuclear missiles on Cuba, which will soon be ready to fire and can destroy the United States in just minutes. The question is what should Kennedy do about it. Difficult decisions to be made within the Oval Office, because Kennedy is aware of the chain of causes that has now been set in motion, and when he continues it he discovers that he ends up on a cliff. If the United States attacks Cuba and destroys the missiles, Russian soldiers are likely to die. The Russians must retaliate, they will probably invade Berlin then. Even then, it’s over. Then the United States would be forced to retaliate further and escalation would eventually result in a third world war between two nuclear powers, Armageddon, the end of life.
I also often think of causal chains, I see disasters that come step by step, but not on the same global scale, and I also have traits of delusions. Some of my children are in Åhléns and they do not answer the phone, and it takes a quarter of an hour and I call again and when I still do not get an answer it accelerates, internal images, causal chains that rattle and I see in front of me how I call the hospitals at night and suddenly I stand on the precipice, the last station in the chain of causes is in the chapel, with large round wreaths around the little coffin. It goes in a second, and I feel silly when the kid finally hears me.
2020 was a year in which the vast majority put themselves in new situations, forcing us to think about everything that could happen next, to follow the grim causality that developed within one – or the wonderful causality. When the vaccine now arrived in Sweden, for example, it is easy to dream of a bright time ahead, you see a future where deliveries work well, Pfizer is keeping a damn pace in production and vaccine coordinator Bergström turns out to be a kind of genius. and the regions are on tiptoe, unloading the bottles from the trucks to the health centers where risk groups queue for joy, and the last station of that chain of causes is well in May, among heather and lilacs, we meet in the gazebos, hundreds of thousands of people in fine summer clothes, and we just stand there hugging each other, because we can.
But then some new information appears, and then another chain appears, darker. When Boris Johnson held his press conference and spoke of the “new mutation” of the virus. Interior Minister Mikael Damberg came out and was tough, sausage-browed in all his seriousness, and introduced a travel ban. Determined and strict. As if that prevents any infection from arriving. Have we learned nothing?
I immediately went back to January or February when the Public Health Agency declared that Sweden had received its first Corona case. There was a woman in Jönköping, if I remember correctly. And now FHM warned us that it would go back to the Middle Ages and that there was nothing to worry about, it was just an individual case, which was now insured and now we close this disease, lock the door and throw away the key. In fact, more than thousands were already infected in Sweden at that time. And then the nightmare began.
Today I read that the first case of the mutated virus is now in Sweden. The infection control doctor and public health authority Signar Mäkitalo says the case is under control, the risk is very small, almost non-existent, that the man has transmitted the disease further. Like an echo of spring.
And all of a sudden vaccine manufacturers, previously filled with such self-confidence, are strangely fuzzy. They say the vaccine “should” work on this mutated virus as well, but “they have no reason to believe” that it wouldn’t work. I hear vaguely one after the other, they say vaguely that this should go on smoothly, and within me the opposite advances, a causal chain that is almost poetic in its tragedy, that Sweden is vaccinated at a record rate while the Swedes are infected at a rate. record rate of a mutated virus that the vaccine does not bite into, and while the entire Swedish people have been vaccinated against the first virus, they have also been infected by the second and when March rolls around, exactly one year after the nightmare began Previous, we realize that now you are facing a new one!
It’s lucky that I have delusions and that they don’t take me seriously.
