OK, so here we are, almost four months into this Covid-19 thingy. Where am I? Precisely where I was before it started. Right here, in my living room.
Way back in March, we all thought, “It will be over soon. After all, HE said it would be done by Easter.” He, who? He. Him. The guy in the White House who still isn’t wearing a mask and has disbanded the Covid Task Force.
The same Task Force that is now being led by his Vice President, who told us to pray. Yeah, that’s right. We’re supposed to pray for this to be over. I guess, that’s because it’s all they have left. Thoughts and Prayers. In other words, nothing.
So, here I sit, burning citronella candles and staring at the Moon. It’s not a bad life, but it could be better.
Today, Governor Murphy said that the planned “indoor dining” option was suspended indefinitely. Primarily because other states have fucked it up, and he was afraid that New Jersey would further add to the issue.
I haven’t said much lately, since I don’t want to be “that guy,” but this Covid-19 thing seems to be more politically motivated than health motivated. After all, Democratic Governors have been slower to open states than Republicans. And, the mask-wearing public has been largely divided into “his” and “theirs.” You know what I mean.
It’s as if the virus can differentiate between Republicans and Democrats. It cannot - right?
And so, here we are, mired in an election-year standoff between a bunch of people who don’t want to see HIM re-elected and another bunch of people who think that politics is greater than the overall health of the general public.
Which side are you on?
