I get it. I don’t want to, but I do. Men think they’re invincible. How wonderful that must be.
It’s actually unclear to me whether it is safe to take walks. There are so many gaps in these articles. When we went out yesterday for a walk, I broke all rules of etiquette and crossed the street if I saw a person coming. Mind you, hardly anybody was out. My husband is so stubborn that he mocked a person who was walking in the street. Frankly, that was the smartest person I saw all day.
Infectious disease experts are saying, “Work at home,” but not all employers have approved this homework situation (yet). We’re a little behind here, just beginning to take it seriously. The universities, schools, movie theaters, and libraries are closed. The mayor declared a city emergency and squelched the chutzpah of a belligerent group who had refused to cancel the St. Patrick’s Day parade.
Mind you, I’m not panicking. We are all in a state of derealization. That’s a joke, but it’s also true you can’t take it all in. I pay close attention to the details in the op/ed pieces by experts, but am more critical of journalists’ accounts of what’s unfolding. Sometimes there is a note of hysteria, for which I cannot blame them.
But why, oh why, didn’t the Senate meet this weekend to approve the relief bill drafted by the House? Isn’t this a National Emergency?
But two things we know for sure: keep on washing your hands and avoid the crowd.