I have been relatively politically quiet for a long time. Having been very politically active, culminating with being my party’s nominee for congress (I lost, thankfully) and later as a political analyst for a local news station, one day I decided to step away. I was tired of the vitriol, on all sides, of the political spectrum.
So, why write something now?
Because I am angry! No that doesn’t quite capture my feeling — I am fucking pissed off.
I watched the president’s oval office address. I came away more concerned than I had been to date. A self-congratulatory ten minute, coughing and wheezing, oratory laden with misinformation and contradictory statements of medical experts intended to alleviate and reassure, was just the opposite.
What kind of insular bubbled does this man live in? “Anyone who wants a test can get a test.” The tests are beautiful.” What the fuck is so beautiful about a diagnostic test kit? Testing is not being done at near enough levels, and considering this is a public health crisis, perhaps billing insurance or the individual should be completely waived and picked up by the taxpayer; after all, the initial failure of the government, especially the dismantling of the Pandemic Response Team, probably has led to an increased risk to our safety. And considering the president is planning to bail out industry, isn’t it fair to at least let us get tested at no cost? I mean we are footing the bill anyway, how about throwing us a breadcrumb or two after throwing us under a bus or two.
I’m not sure if I am over-reacting or not, I hope that I am. Either way, I am taking some small proactive, self-protection steps. For now –
- I am not longer going to the gym, my weight training will be replaced with walking and body weight exercises.
- I am not longer eating in restaurants.
- I will be canceling an upcoming political discussion on the electoral college in which I was to participate.
- I will pretty much be going from home to work with very few stops in between. If finances were different, I would not be going to work at all, but since that isn’t possible – Lysol is my friend.
I am planning to do the above for at least the next two weeks, hopefully by then, there will be better, and genuine, information giving us a better idea of what is going on.
When it comes to getting what I believe the most accurate information, I tend to listen to Dr. Fauci. He is trained, educated, experienced and doesn’t seem to be slinging bullshit or drinking orange Kool-aid when giving the factual information we need in this time of potential crisis. He is honest, pragmatic and, even when giving bad news, he explains it in a calm manner, discussing the problems, not spraining his rotator cuff as he attempts to pat himself on his own back.
There is a difference between being pragmatic, sound and cautious over being hysterical, misinformed and panicked.
The difficulty is when a problem is so serious that ostriches ignore sound, cautious, pragmatic information and deem it to be hysteria.
It leaves us not knowing what to believe, but I am almost certain it is difficult to believe anything that comes from President Trump. And that not only concerns me, but as a former military person — it makes me sad.