I will get tarred and feathered for saying this, BUT I am personally rather enjoying the coronavirus.What is that expression? “Tarring and feathering is a form of public torture and humiliation used to enforce unofficial justice or revenge. It was used in feudal Europe and its colonies in the early modern period, as well as the early American frontier, mostly as a type of mob vengeance.” Did it hurt? The most common injuries from the tarring and feathering itself were indeed burns and blisters. … Because tarring and feathering was a punishment most often handed down by angry mobs, which aren’t exactly known for their restraint, individuals subjected to the punishment were also sometimes severely beaten.” When did it end? Wikipedia speaks of an incident in Northern Ireland in 2007. But actually I have no feats because I am on home shelter, self quarantine or whatever you call it and will not be on the streets where anyone can get at me.
If this self isolation lasts until my knee replacement surgery on May 12, 2020 I will be guilt free and get a lot done. I do not have to exercise as the YMCA is closed. Even the gym in my building is closed, so no guilt for not using the stationery bike.
This is unbelievable but true. The phone just rang and it was my dentist’s office, cancelling my appointment in April as we are on shut down until May. What???? It is like having your dream come true and it is a nightmare. So the good news is that the book is going to get done. I do not have to exercise for another month. I have relieved myself of the responsibility of walking because the street is crowded with people in face masks walking their dogs and picking up the dog’s shit. The coronavirus lives longest in feces – scientific fact. But science does not mean anything these days. I am sure that two percent of the population knows what the scientific method even is. Politicians do not, health officials do not. This craziness, by the way, is limited to certain areas – rather akin to blue and red states. A fascinating article from the Atlantic Daily which I will find and elaborate.
So today, tomorrow and forever it seems shall be self isolate day. I shall in typical fashion define the word for you. Definition: cause (a person or place) to be or remain alone or apart from others: a country which is isolated from the rest of the world and also a . place (a person or animal) in quarantine as a precaution against infectious or contagious disease. Its synonyms are: set apart, segregate, detach, cut off, keep apart, cocoon, insulate, quarantine, keep in solitude, sequester, cloister, seclude, divorce, shut away, alienate, distance, exclude, keep out; cordon off, form a ring around, put a cordon sanataria around, seal off.
I woke up late this morning. I am doing such a good job of sleeping, which is the best thing to do as it makes one’s immune system go in high gear. I read and respond to one of my four faithful emailers, CPI three guys, all precious to me. Then read the blog posted by my hero Chris. Finish and send off the blog of the day and then do editing on blog written before and send to Chris. Next get to work on the Uncle Dave book, downloading blogs relating to him, then rewriting them and sending them off. Already seven chapters I do believe. Then get up and do it all again. But the book will be complete before knee replacement surgery scheduled, yet again. I did something incredibly brave, an email to a man previously in my life but reappeared. I just said I though we should have fun together, that is all, do not necessarily want to marry him, nor be around him all of the time. He has not responded as yet but if he does not respond I have my next idea in mind. Oh yes fright this, texts from a Sheik Hammond, of course the Sultan, the Crown Prince of Dubai, Fazza. My response on yesterday’s blog. I mean REALLY!?!?! I told him where to stay and what to do when he got here and he is pretending innocence. So the beat goes on. What is that? Here comes the lyrics:
The beat goes on, the beat goes on
Drums keep pounding a rhythm to the brain
La de da de de, la de da de da
Charleston was once the rage, uh huh
History has turned the page, uh huh
The mini skirts, the current thing, uh huh
Teenybopper is our newborn king, uh huh
And the beat goes on, the beat goes on
Drums keep pounding a rhythm to the brain
La de da de de, la de da de da
The grocery store’s the super mart, uh huh
Little girls still break their hearts, uh huh
And men still keep on marching off to war
Electrically they keep a baseball score
And the beat goes on, the beat goes on
Drums keep pounding a rhythm to the brain
La de da de de, la de da de da
Grandmas sit in chairs and reminisce
Boys keep chasing girls to get a kiss
The cars keep going faster all the time
Bums still cry, “Hey buddy, have you got a dime?”
And the beat goes on, the beat goes on
Drums keep pounding a rhythm to the brain
La de da de de, la de da de da
And the beat goes on, yes, the beat goes on
And the beat goes on, and the beat goes on
The beat goes on, and the beat goes on.
Google and listen to Sonny and Cher, It is absolutely incredible and unforgettable.
But back to the boring coronavirus. The Atlantic Daily had this great things to say: 10 Self Quarantine Suggestion including the reading of previous articles that are meaningful, so relax and read these articles. One is:
The Dad-Joke Doctrine is one: “As a childless Millennial, I love nothing more than a healthy eye-rolling dad jokes. My colleague Ashley Fetters wrote this in 2018. Read this before a shower. Puns are great shower thoughts, let that sink in.
Wise Man said that there were two groups of people reacting to the coronavirus. One group hides under the bed, stays totally self isolative and takes precautions not needed, like wearing face masks, for example. The other group Is in denial, flocks to the beaches and attends huge parties. The best response is to be in the middle learn about the spread of the disease, not do anything foolish and act sensibly. I, of course, am in the middle – as confirmed by Wise Man.
I am reminded of a saying. God made the world round so we could not see too far ahead. So necessary these days. I just thought of something fun to do. I have a globe, I should get pins (or something) and mark the countries where my blog is read by hordes of people. Such fun it shall be.
