My Prison, Day III

How is your homeschooling going? Do teachers deserve a raise or what?

Hello my friends, how are you doing today?

I titled this piece ‘My Prison, Day III’ simply because many of us might feel like we are stuck.  The unknowns are probably the worst part of this ‘event.’  The news will drive you up the wall, and it is mostly crap.  From channel to channel, the contradictions outweigh the usefulness of the media itself.

Many of you are on Spring Break.  Stay home.

You can live your life how you choose but learn from what is going on today.  Since you are not in classes, take advantage of what is happening today and learn from it.  Some countries might very well sweep this event under the rug and blame the whole thing on some natural occurrence.

The deficits of this event are showing up in record numbers.  These need to be corrected and if you don’t pay attention to what they are they will not be fixed.  Corruption from business practices to our national security are exposed to you, right now.

A few days ago before the market tanked a senator sold over a million dollars in hotel stock without warning us the American people.  Insider trading earns you three hots and a cot at least in club cupcake.  Ask Martha Stewart how that works.

However, Pandora’s box was opened, the minions of evil are out and about, and we have to deal with what is.  Flattening the curve in this country will allow our medical people to save more lives.

Social distancing means stay at home if at all possible.  It is more than merely staying a few feet away from other folks.  Today I spent a few hours on Google Hangout with some friends just to interact, laugh, and show to ourselves that life can go on.

Many of our younger folks have been doing this for years through video games and programs that allow them to communicate with their ‘team.’  Maybe you who know how to do this should show your parents how, and oh, by the way, invite them to play your video game with you.

I mention that last bit because we are in a kind of time out.  The things that we do with impunity like happy hour, or dinner with friends or the show, the play, or yes, the opera, we cannot do.

What did we do when we were sent to our rooms?

We were supposed to reflect on why we were sent there, but, usually, we found some way to entertain ourselves if we didn’t pout.  Friends, you can pout, or you can use this time to eat a meal with your family.  Spend time in the kitchen with your spouse or children.  Talk about your fears and anxiety and listen.  You young people listen too.  Your parents might not share the fact that they are scared, but only a fool would not be worried.

I have not played a board game in tens of years; I was wondering how long it would take to get one delivered through Amazon.  I never did learn to play that military game that takes forever to set up.  My brother had it, and I never learned it.  I don’t recall the name of it, but I bet some of you do know the game I am speaking about.  Just maybe it is time to dig it out and try to engage your spouse or significant other in something that you can control.

I joke about prison, but that is what this is, a mini prison sentence.  Through no fault of our own, we are under house arrest.  Violating that could be deadly, not only to you but to those that you love.

Too many of you are now jobless and financial worry has to be high on your mind.  My day job has been shut down too, I get it.  Not only has the influx of funds been curtailed, but our 401’s and other savings have been devastated.  You are not alone.  While the politicians argue about some form of money to each American,  it will not be enough, no matter what it is.

I can control my writing.  I have over 30 novels out there on Amazon and other places.  I also have several works in progress.  I can use the time to work on them. I am a writer, so I live in my cave.  I tease that I have a lair, but in truth, it is an office about the size of a prison cell.   Now I have everything I might want at my disposal, except my ability to have that margarita with my favorite Mexican dish.  Think about how good that will be when this is over.

I was teasing my friends today, telling them how this was beginning to get real; I ate my last thin mint Girl Scout cookie!

We will get through this, and I am looking for creative ways to keep my sanity through it.  Tell me what you are doing to pass the time while we commiserate or visit.  You choose.

I choose to look at the upside in that very few people are ringing the bell, and traffic seems a whole lot less.  I waved at my neighbors today, who I hardly ever see.

Much Love -TW

Time Out Day II

When the local eating place you go to from time to time becomes a craving, you know you are in trouble.

I am sure if I bothered to look, I would find at least a half dozen blogs with that title.

How are you doing?  Have you searched for your copy of the Shining yet?  Does the phrase REDRUM pass through your mind?  Maybe you see Dead People?  LOL Take heart; we are all in this together.

My creativity is blown all to hell and gone, as I like many of you; are waiting for the other shoe to drop.  We had lovely weather today, so I sat in the back yard and watched the birds for a bit.

Typically there is lots of jet traffic as I have two major airports, well two and a half significant airports around me.

Even the road noise is much quieter than average.

A woman was held up at gunpoint not far from here where the ass wipe took her groceries and her wallet.

When I took my concealed carry course, there were more women than men taking the class.  Not only was there a run on toilette paper and Hand sanitizer, but on guns and bullets.

In times like this, I think if I were on the jury, she would be let off without even a warning if she put him down like the sorry rat he is.

Some services help people in need; you don’t have to rob innocent people.

With more and more folks working from home, their pets will be happy.

There are roaming gangs of men dressed in white scrubs of sorts, going door to door to say they are there to test.  They will rob you.  The government intercepted dozens of fake corona test kits the other day.  Wow, some people know no lows.

I did have this idea that I want to run past you. If you are like me, people are always knocking on the door trying to sell something.  What if you created a sign that said under quarantine and put it on your door?  Do you suppose they would ignore that one like they ignore the no soliciting sign?

I figured out why they ignore the no soliciting sign by the way.  They don’t know what it means.  You need the sign to be more direct and to the point.

“No, I am not buying your shit! Go away!”

During this viral stuff, the door knocking has gone way down.  Even the JW’s have not been around.  I was getting so bored I was kind of waiting to see if they would pop by.

I watched a little bit of American Idol.  I admit it; I have a soft spot for the sanitation worker.  I love the underdog and man that guy is a noble soul.  I wish the best for him.  I hope some dentist contacts him and gives him a free implant.  The dude can sing, and he is rather sweet in an infectious kind of way.

I noticed that there is a lot of talent this year.  Did you see that man that did not know who Lionel Richey was?  WTF?  You would think that the guy might have done just a little research.

We are all in this together.  I don’t care what country you are in, what your religious beliefs are or race or anything else.  You, my friends, are like me, in time out.

So, until we can cavort in the gardens, run through the meadows and eat with each other, I raise my proverbial stein of beer and solute you.  This is Day II, and we have a long road ahead of us.  Stay well, keep in touch, and do tell me what you are doing to stay sane.

If an AXE comes through my door I don’t give a shit who it is. They are going to die!  LOL

Much love –TW

 

 

They Tell Two Friends, or is it Three? Patient Zero

Patient 0 How did this mess Start?

Using the tools at their disposal, Facebook has blocked and, in some cases, suspended the accounts of people who post things about the virus gripping the world.

I would suppose they don’t have the workforce to separate fact from fiction so better just to stop it all, keeping disinformation campaigns from spreading much like the virus itself.

Why; look at the store shelves.

Humans, like it or not, are not that far removed from our four-legged friends, and we can be manipulated to ‘stampede.’ Emotions and yes, fear is one of those emotions, and is a hell of a motivator!

Think not?

In the London bombing of a music concert, it was not the explosion so much as the trampling of others that did much of the damage.  That is why it is illegal to yell ‘FIRE’ in an auditorium.  People will react en masse as part of the fight or flight instinct.  Buying skid loads of toilette paper and hand sanitizer is just one example of how we can be herded.

This is a time for calm, rational thought and clear-headed approaches to daily life.  This is a time to rise above your ‘programming’ and think.

I would like to explain to you why it is essential to self-isolate yourselves.

I titled this piece ‘they tell two friends’ because you all have seen the commercial for a shampoo that by now is somewhat dated, but still an accurate metaphor for this virus.

Since we know that you can have the virus and not be aware of it makes this virus particularly dangerous.  Contracting it, you can go days before you are mindful that something is amiss.  By the time you decide to see your doctor or begin to suspect something is not right; how many have you infected?

Yes, you can be asymptomatic and still very contagious.

In medical parlance, it is referred to in this manner.

Scientists believe that each infected person will give or spread the contagion to three (3) people.  It is called R(0) or R naught.  That number is different for each disease in that it is the contagion efficacy or spreadability factor.

Covid 19 has a value of 3.  Other diseases have different values.

If you are number one, follow the steps.

  1. 1
  2. 3
  3. 9
  4. 27
  5. 81
  6. 243
  7. 729
  8. 2,187
  9. 6,561
  10. 19,683
  11. 59,046
  12. 177,147
  13. 531,441
  14. 1,594,323
  15. 4,782,969
  16. 14,348,907

As you can see, in just 15 short steps we are now at over 14 million people from just one carrier.

Why does it have this number?

This mutation of the coronavirus has an RNA strand that we have not seen before.  There are no defense mechanisms against it, other than your immune system.

In ‘nature’s’ world those creatures with compromised immune systems and by that it could simply be age, contract viruses like this, and die off.  Darwin knew a thing or two, whether you like it or not.

By the aged population dying off, they either assured enough food for the rest or became food for others.  In the world of nature, everything is recycled.  In animal pacts, the old or diseased were shunned by the herd.

Through medical advances, the average life expectancy of ‘mankind’ has gone from the mid 30’s to about twice that. That is all fine and dandy until we are faced with something that we don’t have a medical ‘fix’ for.

Doing your part to lower that R number is imperative to give our health professionals time to treat the infected and to develop methods for managing them.  Drowning in your phlegm is not a pretty way to go.  Early reports were that young people without underlying health conditions were pretty much immune.  Not so fast, we are seeing younger people in their thirties in critical condition.  Nobody is safe.

Italy is currently faced with the reality of only assisting those that have a good chance of pulling through while leaving those that won’t to drown in mucus.  I am certain Italy was not the first and will not be the last to make these gut-wrenching decisions.   If you have ever fished and watched a fish gasping for breath on the bank of the river, imagine that fish as a human.  Not a pretty sight.

Do your part.  Wash your hands, stay away from crowds, and resist the false narratives by the media who are using this as a political cudgel. They are shameless, pathetic weasels using fear to manipulate the mob.  Someone is pulling their strings. Someone with deep pockets is using this as a mechanism to effect change for some grand plan.

This is a time for calm, kindness, and grace.  Do what you can for those that cannot, and use common sense when you are out and about.  We are not animals.  We care for our own, and that means our parents or grandparents.

We will get through this and be the better for it.  The lessons we are learning today are eye-openers as to why we should not develop biological weapons.  Viruses know no boundaries when it comes to who they infect.  Race or other identity politically charged assaults don’t exist.  They are equal opportunity messengers of death and destruction, much like the atomic bomb.   The main difference is with biological weapons; it only takes one improperly placed safety device or one failure of a positive air pressure suit to release the genii.  The virus infects a worker, he or she leaves for the day, and you have patient ZERO.

With tens of thousands traversing the globe daily, the carriers are there.  The microscopic life forms that we carry with us (pathogens) are not detained at the borders.  They have no passports and like this virus can go undetected until it has multiplied by the tens of millions.

I shudder to think where Ebola really came from or H1N1 or even HIV.  I am a writer of science fiction, so I do think outside the box.  We have no idea what goes on in little laboratories in countries where money cuts through the red tape.  People are corrupt and stupid when it comes to weapons.  In my novel Under Roswell, I talk about it in detail, of course, in a fictional environment.

This is an excellent time to read, reflect, and stay safe.  If not lost in some novel, you might try picking up the Bible.  There are 66 books there that many, including myself, find comfort in.  Pray for wisdom for humanity.  We can do some pretty fantastic things, or we can destroy the world with the push of a button, or have some tired worker forget some safety protocol.

Much Love -TW