I’m supposed to be going to sleep now, but then I get a thought. A thought that’s going to be keeping me up until I do something about it. Like write it down, and since I’m writing it down I might as well share it with you.
Well, back a few years ago we had an outbreak of Hep A locally. People among the homeless were getting sick and it was spreading. So there was a hue and cry and things got done. But, it was pretty much just among the homeless, which included me at the time. Among the housed there was no problem, so the housed started demanding that something be done about the homeless. For the most part getting them to vacate for other lands where people we didn’t know would have to deal with them.
Today? No such luck. Covid is affecting everyone regardless, so we can’t really isolate a population or exile them for that matter. It’s something we have to deal with, and that is going to cost money. You can’t be chintzy with a pandemic. Those who insist on hoarding wealth will just have to suffer. Hoarding period for that matter, but let’s first deal with those who think they must have a ton of gild to go swimming in ala Scrooge McDuck. (And at least he plays with it.)
To really deal with this disease we’re going to need to spend money on it, it’s necessary and there is no getting around it. And I could go on but now I’m starting to feel woozy. I have to get this posted and shared and grab some sleep. Tomorrow I’m getting a bowl of chili with crackers plus a cup of water or two. Think about what I’ve said and we may get back to it later.
That popped up back in the early 16th century, apparently an import from the New World, though it would appear that is has similarities with the old Yaws. However it occurred it was considered a dire danger and very often manifested as a particularly nasty disease. In fact, syphilis was considered a sign of the coming apocalypse and was said to foretell the extinction of Humanity. Remind you of Covid 19?
I expect that Trump will run rampant for a few years, then mellow out as we become more and more resistant to it. But until then expect us to have a snit fit. In fact, by the 23rd century our descendants will consider our reaction to it rather over done, and they won’t really understand or appreciate just why we blew a fuse.
What we’re seeing here is an example of what happens when you’re cheap. We’ve worked our ass off to save money, and in the doing let things get to the point where we’re just not ready for emergencies. Back when I was younger we called it false economy and we abhorred it. But then certain parties started acting as if it were sliced bread and boasted about our ersatz thrift.
For your information people, life costs money. Always has, always will. You can’t stint where life is concerned, and any attempt to do so is gonna bite you on the ass. And catching up when you run short is always going to cost more than spending to stay ahead. Having soup stock ahead of a coming famine will always mean not having to watch as people starve.
But will the greedy accept this? Why should they? They’ve got theirs and damn your granny. Their paranoia will always be more important than you…
And sorry, but I’m not feeling well right now. Not eating right at the moment, and I’m likely vitamin D deficient. I need to get out and get some sunshine. I know more needs to be said, but let me end this with this; Dave Brin is right.
I just realized that what we’re going through is basically life. It’s what happens to us anyway. You get old, you die. Some die later, some die earlier, but you die. Some have preexisting conditions and then another condition comes along and kills them. Others die from the condition itself, whatever it is. But to sum up, you die.
Trump Flu has just reminded us. Reminded us that we’re not immortal. The young can’t accept that, for they are young. The old, which includes me (dang it), know it though we’ve been prevaricating about it. Only know we’ve been rudely reminded. Up till now we’ve been able to, well, fib about it. But with TF on the scene we can’t any more. That’s how I see things now, we’ve been reminded that life will have it’s way with us, and death comes at the end. The bell rings, the cry goes out, and the tumbrel rumbles down the street.
Hubris has met Nemesis, and Nemesis is laying the smack down.
I need to get out. I need to meet people and to take care of things. But will society let me? Fat chance.
What with society as a whole having a tizzy about the latest round of chest colds of course I’m not going to get out. It’s like we’re all now a bunch of 4 year olds afflicted with a round of the sniffles and coughs with attendant bronchitis. Think bronchitis is a minor disease? Forget you. I have chronic bronchitis and it can be a peril to your life. So look up “bronchitis” and “bronchitis treatments” and start applying them already.
It’s struck me that what we’re going through right now is a chest cold pandemic. After all it is caused by a cold virus, which is what a corona-virus is, and often the symptoms of covid19 can be mistaken for a cold. And note that chest colds can be serious, often leading to bronchitis and pneumonia. And, they can reoccur. So what it comes down to is, people are getting what amounts to nasty chest colds, and chest colds with complications in a wave that is overwhelming people.
Fortunately there are treatments for chest colds. Let’s start with the old Jewish Penicillin, chicken soup. There’s also vitamin c and zinc the last I’ve heard. Most importantly, you need to make sure you can breathe. So make sure your lungs are clear and that a condition such as asthma or emphysema isn’t a part of it.
And that is change. Oh, not change entirely, but rather the sort of change that upsets the apple cart and leaves us at sea. What are we getting now? The sort of change that leaves us floating at sea with weights on our feet and starving sharks nibbling at our toes. And to be honest with you, all sharks are starving.
We like change, when we can handle it. Change we can’t handle, or think we can’t handle, we abhor. But the world doesn’t care about what we like, it will send change we are certain we can’t deal with. We can’t deal with it, we die. To correct a saying; not only will God inflict matters on you you can’t handle, he’ll giggle maniacally. while watching you flounder about. As God will put it to Satan at the end of time, “Not only was I 10,000 times more evil than you, I cheated at whist.”
The crud is nothing new. We’ve had occasions before this, and we will have occasions afterwords. We’ve had the Black Death, We’ve had measles, smallpox, diphtheria, and typhus. Ethnic cleansing goes back to ancient times, and racial purity has wrecked communities since the day before the beginning. If anything the crud is a rather mild thing, and will most likely just upend matters and lead to the hidebound to wrack and ruin. It won’t kill us, just make us wish we were dead.
And our descendants will look back at this time and ask themselves, “We’re children of that?” And then they will conclude, “Thank God we are not as they.”
The storm will pass, the flood will abate. But before then a ton of shit will come down upon us and leave muck and wreckage in it’s wake. So hunker down, remember to laugh, and don’t let the seers of despair make you seek out extinction.
On the matter of the Gutenberg Editor, do we need to scatter stuff in all directions? Why don’t we consolidate everything into one “block” and stop confusing people. You know, much as is done with other on-line editors? I mean, if you want a page builder than do it as a page builder. You want an editor do it as an editor.
If nothing else I can hope we learn one valuable lesson from all this brouhaha. Namely that refusing to do something because it would cost us costs us just too damn much. We really can’t afford to ignore a possibility. We hear of people being refused testing for C19 because they don’t appear to have symptoms, when even the asymptomatic can have the illness, and that the illness can be spread to others. By our false economy we end up spending more than if we had just gone ahead and done the testing.
C19 is going to radically change how science is done. From now on, I should hope, we’ll start looking at mysteries with the idea of actually investigating them instead of saying there just isn’t enough evidence for an investigation. We’ll become more involved in learning what is going on instead of just sloughing off a conundrum just because we think we don’t have the time. And that is going to change things.
We can’t afford ignorance. We especially can’t afford wilful ignorance, and what all we need to learn is something that will change our lives immeasurably. Your opinion of course may differ.