Never in my wildest imagination did I envision having my life disrupted for this long.
“Give it two weeks of lock down to flatten the curve.”
For those of you who drive, think of that morbid sense of curiosity when you pass an accident where the cars or perhaps other form of transportation is a tangled mess of metal.
Without thinking your foot comes off the accelerator even though you have been complaining about everyone in front of you slowing to look.
That is how I feel seeking your response to this next question.
What are you being told about the virus?
Our media has blamed it all on Trump. It is as if he was in his basement with his 1950 chemistry set from ACME playing evil genius. Mixing a little of this chemical with some of that until things began to bubble. When a vapor spilled out of the vile everything it touched wrinkled as if the atoms themselves were being ripped apart. The covalent bonds somehow warped around his sinister action.
It is of course an election year. There are some who don’t want so see him get another four years.
Where did the virus come from?
How did it get in to your part of the world?
How are you doing with it?
In yesterdays blog I spoke about looking at this time as a way to lift each other up. There is huge wisdom in helping each other in times of crises. I believe this is the quintessential definition of ‘crises.’
I think the reason the virus is so problematic is there is no end in sight. In this country the media has used the virus as a cudgel to batter the president. Dividing our country along ideological lines is straight out of Joseph Goebbles play book when he was the propaganda minister for Hitler.
One of the largest issues I see is few have any idea who Joseph was or what he did.
The novel I am writing on this blog The Three Hundred take place right after everything goes to hell in a hand basket.
Check it out, the first ten thousand words are there for you to read and comment on.
Much Love -TW