Tag Archives: COVID-19
“Citizen contact tracers”
(KMIZ TV) “The Cole County (MO) Health Department said in a Thursday morning news release it restructured how the department handles contact tracing. The new process instructs residents who have tested positive, to be their own contact tracers. […] Previously, health department staff reached out to people who may have been exposed to COVID-19. Now, that responsibility is in the hands of Cole County residents. […] The department said this was done in an effort to cut down on wait time and cut down on residents who may be unknowingly transmitting the virus.”
Sounds like the health department is overwhelmed. And “starting next week the department will no longer report active cases.” Uh oh.
So, we we won’t know how bad things really are? As for relying on friends and neighbors to let me know they might have exposed me to the virus… yeah, right.
Final day of Sturgis Motorcycle Rally
Last Call
Covid Alert App
Day-tight Compartment
Journalist and novelist Molly Jong-Fast calls herself “a pandemic-shutdown champion.”
I sit in my apartment day after day, week after week, focused on getting through the next few hours and not allowing myself to worry too much about, or even think too much about, the future. For this superpower, I have to thank Alcoholics Anonymous.
An older fellow in one of her AA meetings used to say he lived “in a day-tight compartment.” He only concerned himself with the activities in the current 24 hours. Back in March the author had to quarantine for two weeks but didn’t think of it as two weeks:
I thought of it as one day and then another day and another. The two weeks passed, but the pandemic did not. So I continued to live “in a day-tight compartment.” I still do. Every night at 8 p.m., I attend my Zoom AA meeting. Every morning, I think, Today I won’t drink and Today I’ll stay home and not contract the coronavirus.
Ms. Jong-Fast says she’s as obsessed with getting back to normal as everyone else is…
“…but I try not to worry about when that will be possible. I’ll lose it if I think in terms of hanging on until there’s a vaccine. Some people may find it helpful to tell themselves, It’s not forever. It’s just a few months. In my experience, though, when there’s no firm deadline for the end of an ordeal—and no one really knows when the pandemic will end—it’s better to focus on getting through the day. Life isn’t lived two weeks from now, or two months from now. Life exists in the moment and nowhere else.”
She knows this winter will be “one of the hardest, saddest winters of (her) lifetime. We all know it.”
“But it’s not winter 2020; we don’t live in winter 2020 until we do. All any of us have is right now. The only time we can possibly occupy is this moment of this day, and today I can drink my coffee, not my vodka, try to get my teenagers to talk to me, and do the next right thing.”
“We are an opportunity for the virus”
“We are an opportunity for the virus. If you go on building up the population, it’s almost inevitable that something is going to say, jeez, there’s a lot of stuff to eat there. Let’s go get it.”
Fake Deaths
I’ve been telling myself the pandemic would become real to people in the U.S. once X number of deaths were recorded. When the number is too high to be ignored. I’m wrong about that. The number doesn’t matter if you don’t believe it. These are “fake deaths” in the minds of a whole bunch of people. Covid won’t be “real” until everyone knows someone (family or friend) brought down (death or serious illness) by the virus. If that doesn’t do it, I’m out of ideas.
My favorite “Do masks work?” video
The Way We Were
Some thoughts on the “Back to work! Back to school! Return to normal!” controversy. Let me say up front, I don’t have to work (retired) and I don’t have children so you might say I don’t have a dog in this hunt (except to the extent everything is connected to everything. Totally.)
I’m not convinced that most politicians really give a shit about getting kids back in school, except that it’s necessary in order for mom and dad to get back to work. If every child in America missed a year of school it wouldn’t be the end of the world. The end of the parents’ sanity perhaps. No, I think there’s something deeper at work here. Allow me to share my theory (which I pulled out of my ass).
The Brush Fire Analogy
Back when I watched network and cable news shows, the raging brush fires in the western states was a staple. And every so often we were treated to a forester explaining we needed fires like this every so often to burn off the underbrush and if we don’t let that happen, well you get a worse fire. After the fires burn out we get video of blackened hillsides and scorched earth. But in a few years nature recovers. No big deal for Nature, but not so good for the folks who built multi-million dollar homes in the wilderness.
Where was I going with this? Oh, yeah. The reason (okay, one of the reasons) so many people are frantic to “get back to normal” is they fear they might not get back to normal. To the way we were before the pandemic. Now, they can’t imagine what that might look like but they’re pretty sure they wouldn’t like it.
If we survive the pandemic (and whatever comes after the pandemic), most folks assume/hope/believe life will be pretty much like it was before. And the longer it takes us to get there, the greater the chance it won’t be. And that is terrifying for most folks. Their sense of self (who they are) is all tangled up in familiar institutions and routines and relationships. Blow all that up and you blow them up. In truth, things are never they way they were but it usually happens so slowly we don’t notice.