Who To Believe?

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“We’re not a very sharp species.  We kill each other over arguments about what happens when you die and then we fail to see the irony in that.”

–     Sam Halpern, featured in his son’s book / blog, “S*** My Dad Says”

Yes, it’s edited a bit.  Here’s hoping that’s discretion on my part and not a sign of growing up or anything weird like that.

Why this quote at this time?

In my home office, I have a TV.  I’ve realized that 99.7% of everything people are saying during this COVID-19 is (at best) conjecture and (at worst) complete BS.  In Journalism school (and no, that’s not the “BS” to which I was just referring) it was hammered into us:  Do NOT be part of the story!

These prima donna imbeciles and talking heads today believe they ARE the story, and I have no clue where to look for “Joe Friday, just-the-facts-ma’am” news.  Thank God for the Wall Street Journal.  (Oh, and for His Word, too…)

Blame is a sucker’s game, and too much of our society is about blame in this buffoon-riddled, social-media-driven world in which we live.  I sound more like my grandfather every day, but our kids believe something they see on TikTok, Instaface, SnapGram or FaceChat before they’d ever believe something the news networks report.  Wanna know what’s really scary?  The kids might be closer to correct than we want to consider!

People are getting ill.  It’s unprecedented, and if we’re prone to fear, it’s kinda scary.  I deliver the eulogies in my family and circle of friends, and it’s disconcerting that this COVID-19 thing could, conceivably, put me in front of groups of people remembering someone who doesn’t make it.  It’s even more disconcerting that we might not be allowed to get people together to honor the life of someone who doesn’t make it.

So, the point today?  We’re not a very sharp species, at least when it comes to the public face of events like these.

Behind the panic is a guy working to get me my docking station, extra keyboard, and two side monitors so I can be more productive today.  That right there is a first world problem!  It doesn’t minimize at all that he’s putting himself in the line of fire to make his co-workers better suited to serve their Clients.  A couple million healthcare and first-responder pros will head to work or are already at work doing what they do every day — attempting to save lives.  National Guard dudes and dudettes are being called up to help put together makeshift triage and hospital centers.  People are missing paychecks, kids are missing school (and, in many cases, school is the only source of nourishment they get!) while their (too often single) parents are missing shifts or are weighted down by more costs of caring for those kids.

It ain’t Trump’s fault.  It ain’t Pelosi’s fault — and trust me, those are words I didn’t think I’d ever type.  It’s not Bernie’s fault, Congress’s fault or the Senate’s fault.  It’s not the Supreme Court or the World Health Organization or CDC’s fault.

It’s where we are, now.

Pardon me while I turn off the TV.  I’m less than three hours into my day, and I fail to see the irony in our dopey species debating what should be done via talking heads, instead of doing what must be done.

Pray.  Buy local.  Use common sense.  Love one another.  Shut up and be kind.  (While we’re on the topic of irony, I’m now going to try to rationalize a post that began with a reference to “prima donna imbeciles” and ended with “be kind.”

I’m a work in progress, huh?


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Comments

  1. Brian Thompson says

    Nicely done. Thanks, Hes.

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