For a Good Friday of 2020. In the middle of a global pandemic, under a collective quarantine, an enforced isolation, a responsible self-imposed confinement and cautionary social distancing. I could noticed the lack of interaction everywhere this day. On Steemit, on Hive and even on Discord.
The silence was so loud and estrident, that I could even hear loud & clear the tumbleweeds moving through the desertic and dusty roads of the so called Social blockchain.
In the environment and its atmosphere, everything seemed to indicate that this time the people were not absent because they were on vacation at the beach, the country or in the mountains enjoying of a long weekend. But that it was evident that everyone were all still on their way to Calvary.
