"All this he saw, for one moment breathless and intense, vivid on the morning sky; and still, as he looked, he lived; and still, as he lived, he wondered."

Happy Easter!

I haven’t posted a global update in a while and I rarely take a look at that dashboard anymore, at least until we get a new one with vaccination rates. Still, it’s due to record some picures, once in a while, since this has turned out to be something like Anne Franke’s diary (hopefully, with a better ending).

These are the cumulative cases…

…and this is the fatality rate.

We’re in 6th place when it comes to the death toll, and 6th place when it comes to global cases. When it comes to vaccinations, here you can find data.

But what’s going on here in prettiest Italy, you might ask.

Well, we’re in the Red Zone, as I was telling last week, but today’s different. Today’s different because, on top of being in the Red Zone because we have bad numbers, everyone else is in the Red Zone, to avoid people from roaming around and having gigantic parties for Easter. But it’s Easter. And everyone’s in the Red Zone. Including us, but we were in the Red Zone from before.

Since it’s Easter and we’re all in the Red Zone (and keep in mind that we’re in the Red Zone because it’s Easter), special rules apply. For instance, you can go and visit friends or family once a day in groups of two. So basically we’re in the Red Zone because we have bad numbers, but we’re also in the Super Red Zone with everybody else. So, for this weekend, in which the Red Zone was created to restrain people from going around, you can go around if you are in the Red Zone. Because it’s not like a Red Red Zone. It’ more like a Light Red Zone. Even if you were in the Red Zone from before.

Happy Easter, everyone!

We are all very confused.

And Red. We are also very red.

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