As I write this on an early Sunday morning, much earlier than I typically would want, I am struck by the fact that I have finally succumbed to 2020. If I wake up in the middle of the night, my mind sometimes cannot get our current predicament out my head. There is peace and horror in this. I have been telling myself since early March that this was going to be ok. My family and I will make the adaptions and move forward. My kids are grown and starting their own lives in the world. I am genuinely proud of them. The grind that is 2020 is beginning to take it’s a toll, though. Work-wise, I have been able to take advantage of opportunities that presented themselves during the pandemic. My wife and I have practiced common sense disease spreading guidelines and precautions, and so far, we have been lucky not to get sick. I have a friend who contracted Covid-19, and he has lingering issues, from which he is not sure if he will ever fully recover. It’s the grind, though, that is starting to get to me.
The next few sentences may tell you more about me than I wish to convey, but I have to get this off my chest, the pandemic, as horrific as it is not the worst part of this year for me. It might become that if I am impacted more personally. I am genuinely horrified by my fellow citizens’ loss and suffering every day. However, what keeps me up at night is the loss of our country. I am not sure we ever recover from what we have become. Two events in the last week have weighed heavily on my mind. The first was a post by an acquaintance of mine on Facebook that made me sick. I had worked with this person for years as a customer. We shared recipes and spoke of our families. I would call us friends that were associated with work. Politics rarely came up, and I assume that he felt that we were on the same page. One rule of sales is you do not discuss politics. You listen and nod your head. In this case, it never came up. He sent me a friend request on Facebook, and I accepted. It was nice to see his kid’s accomplishments and pictures of the big meals he liked to prepare. Then, a few short years ago, the posts he shared became darker. Clearly, racist and hateful. It sickened me, and I unfollowed him. I checked in on Facebook over this weekend and, for some reason, saw one of his posts. It had to do with John McCain and how he is not a hero. The comments were hate filed falsehoods about McCain’s history. The rewriting of his past by the Trumpkin haters just made me sick. How we got here is an entirely different story.
The second incident happened in my doctor’s office. I don’t want to share too much about my medical history, but I have to go in once a quarter to get my bloodwork done to keep my thyroid in check. First, I have to go in and have my vitals done, and then they draw blood. After that, the nurse practitioner comes in and does an examination. As usual, she chatted me up and asked if I kept up with the news and the election. I said yes and did not want to get too deep into the discussion about politics with her. However, she mentioned that she thought the coverage was unfair to the President on the coronavirus. I said that it was not unfair to pin the highest death toll among wealthy nations on his administration. She informed me that COVID death certificates were being manipulated to up the death toll to hurt the President, and it was not nearly as high as the press said it was. Then my doctor came in and asked me how I was doing. I have been seeing him for over 12 years. He is a family practitioner, and I always thought highly of him. His diagnoses have been accurate, and he had seen me quickly when I needed it. He was a man of deep faith, and I thought I liked that. Then he asked me if I was keeping up with the election. I said yes with trepidation, and he started in the same direction. He told me that he could not vote for Biden because he will have the public schools teaching Islam. I told him I didn’t think he could do that, and he insisted that this is what Biden would do. I felt that a man of science and a thorough education would not fall for the internet crap that was going around. I was about to ask him where he stood on Demon Seed and nightmares but stopped short.
As I said, the grind of 2020 continues. I am so disappointed by my fellow citizens and their refusal to put facts before drivel and choose to believe what validates their worldview. We used to be able to agree on the facts and work out compromises based on those facts. That is no longer the case and is very dangerous. It is freeing because I can put these people in the rearview mirror. It is just so incredibly sad.
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