I, Corona is the Alpha and the Omega, the beginning and the end. The new normal and the war over what that normal is. A normality imposing it’s indifferent will upon us. In comic books, particularly ones from the 1960’s, a “Super Villain” would always be introduced in very dramatic fashion and with a header like “Enter, Galactus!” or “The Sandman Cometh!”. “I, Corona” recalls that drama from the comics in its title and the perception that it is invulnerable and unstoppable. In some regards, this is very much true. We can't destroy the virus, we can only adapt ourselves to its manifestation in our lives through vaccination. This would be the superhero’s course to defeat a seemingly invincible adversary, to change and adapt in order to defeat their foe. But while we don’t know how the hero will do this, we have an idea that this will be accomplished by the end of the book somehow. The assumption that a resolution will be achieved by others is the failure of humanity in the face of the pandemic. That a cure will be found, that our convenience is without consequence, that the threat towards our existence is no more real than the story in the comic book. Even moreso, to some it is not a story, but a lie. A lie that keeps the light burning for some in the form of social media and message boards decrying the reality of the virus is the truth that haunts others as they try to sleep, try to keep loved ones well and protect friends, neighbors and even strangers. Because we are at odds over the virus we have no hope of coming together to combat the virus as a united front. So the virus  continues to grow and thrive. It is also a common theme in the comics that where one hero cannot succeed against an adversary another may be enlisted to help, perhaps even using tactics they had not used before to defeat a common enemy whose power source lies in the confusion and chaos of its victims.