We humans are adaptable critters. When our lives go abyss over apex, we have trouble with it for a week or so – sometimes as long as a month or two – but we adjust and eventually what felt like the end of the world as we knew it becomes normal.
This is not always a good thing.
Not when there’s a concerted effort to keep the entire freaking population of the world under house arrest – and when everyone has to stay locked down for six bloody months, it’s house arrest. If it was a quarantine, the only people affected would be the ones who actually had the disease.
But, because the would-be dictators call it quarantine and have their sycophants proclaiming how the blasted virus is deadlier than deadly (hint: if it was that bad, there’d be reports of homeless people dying like flies, not reports of homeless people being infected at a slightly higher rater than everyone else) and you wouldn’t be able to go anywhere without finding bodies – you know, black death levels of fatalities. Not “bad flu season even with anything that could possibly have a sideways involvement with the virus being reported as being caused by the virus”. This thing isn’t even hitting Spanish Flu levels of fatality (of course, Spanish Flu took a big chunk out of soldiers who were exhausted and overwhelmed after four years of what was at the time the worst war in history, so I daresay their immune systems were a long way from healthy).
What it is, is a manufactured panic that’s driving a lot of people crazy, and destroying lives and livelihoods. Worse, it’s one that is almost certainly illegal, albeit enforced by people who think it’s legitimate. After all, at least in the United States, the Federal Government claims the ability to regulate all economic activity on the grounds that any economic activity has the capability to impact interstate commerce.
And yet, states shutting down their entire economy on little more than hearsay doesn’t affect interstate commerce? Yeah right. Pull the other one, it plays Jingle Bells.
But we’ve adapted. Or at least around here, chosen to ignore most of the hooraw and gotten on with life. The only place I’ve seen people wearing the bedamned masks is in the places where state governor (not state law, governor’s order) has said you can’t enter without them. Said governor has ignored the numerous attempts by the state legislative body to quit the idiotic cower in place nonsense, so it seems like at least my part of the state is engaging in mass civil disobedience and a lot of grumbling.
It’s still polite grumbling, but this kind of thing is what ends up with what I gather is called a preference cascade. There are going to be a lot of very irritated people deciding that those who are keeping them from making their living and enjoying their leisure time need to be out of power as soon as they can be removed, and acting on that decision. It will not end well.
Who it will burn remains to be seen, but I do hope that we don’t end up adjusting our freedoms even further downwards to cope with losing even more heavy-handed bloody idiocy from people who think that phrases like “shall not” are as negotiable as the meaning of “is”.
Oh, and the cat pictures are because I like my cats. They’re not because I think they’re super-appropriate or anything.