Things
are happening fast. Panic has gripped the country. Stock markets
are crashing, people are fighting over goods. A madness has spread like a
virus, a social madness the likes of which I have never seen on this good
Earth. Thousands are flocking to the stores, buying up everything they
can, stocking up for what you'd think was the end of the world. I have
seen people in masks, shopping carts full of one item (bottled water, Monster
drinks, paper towels, canned soup), parking lots empty that would normally be
full, traffic nonexistant on a Wednesday commute. If you thought
Snowmageddon was bad, this is worse, far worse.
A day after the World Health Organization deemed the coronavirus a pandemic,
the president finally announced a national emergency. Far too late, if
you ask me. The first victims to test positive here should have been
quarantined immediately, by federal troops. If that is not a matter of
national security I don't know what is. I believe the president's mistake
will be the most critical of his insane career, a career that is every bit as
turbulent as the country's mood right now. If the people of a country are
reflected by its leader, it certainly rings true today. First there was
denial, passivity, the refusal to listen to nature and the facts; then there
was confusion, panic and submission, an ugly confrontation with this ghost of
reality that haunts us.
Can you believe that up until Monday I heard people calling this fake news,
thinking it was just a normal flu? The next day, sports leagues started
cancelling their seasons and Tom Hanks tested positive, a cultural icon we all
know and love, who could verify the virus actually exists. After that, a
domino effect occurred where many private institutions cancelled events or
closed operations, taking into their hands what the government should have been
doing all along. I wonder if that evidence finally convinced these people
how serious the situation was.
Imagine how much worse the reaction would have been if the virus were lethal on
a much larger scale, like Ebola or Marberg. I've just started
reading The Stand again, Stephen King's nightmare vision of a
world where 99% of humans die as a result of an influenza outbreak. What
happens in the book is more realistic than I feared- complete chaos and
selfishness. I feel so sorry or all the retail workers who are out there
putting their lives at risk so people can buy up everything on the shelves, not
leaving any for those less fortunate, those who are more at risk than they
are. For them to have to deal with impatient hoarders is beyond heroic-
it requires a certain release of dignity that only those who've shed their ego
can know.
I pray for Julie, Jay Honda, Ray, my old trivia friend, and Mix, my new
one. They are all over 60 and have underlying conditions. Even mom,
who doesn't seem to be worried at all. She had breathing problems last
year, and was a smoker for about 15 years. I worry that if she caught the
virus, her pneumonia would be fatal. I worry most for my boss Jay, who
not only has a heart condition but extremely poor lungs. He coughs more
than anyone I know. May God be with them. In The Stand,
He wasn't. It was only until after the pandemic that he leant His hand.
Here we are, at the heart of it all. It's a crucial junction in the
spread of this disease. If the curve is not flattened now, many millions
will die. It's out of control in Italy. Most of the other major
European countries are facing a similar trend, just like us- we the most advanced
country in the world, who would close our borders to imaginary terrorists but
not a real threat that would kill a great many of the elderly who voted for our
leader. He is irresponsible, he is unsympathetic; he can't keep us calm
in a time of crisis. It's a tragic ending to the monstrous story that is
Donald Trump, a story even scarier than The Stand.
The only good to come of it may be that for once the two parties that divide
this country will come together in agreement. It's already happened with
legislation passed yesterday to combat the virus. I said in the past that
only a crisis could truly bring us together; perhaps it's finally happening.
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