Tuesday, December 8, 2020

Fear and Loathing and Hope

Today’s headlines read like a repeat from the spring: ICU’s at capacity. Field hospitals set up to serve the overflow. COVID deaths break another record. What was once catastrophic and unthinkable in April is commonplace in December.

I am at once saddened and frightened, but more than anything else, angry. Angry that the worst person ever to hold the office of the presidency, emboldened and enabled by a soulless political party, did nothing to protect us. In fact, he actively harmed us.

He harmed us by repeatedly lying about the severity of the virus. By ridiculing masks and those who wore them. By encouraging “freedom fighters” to openly rebel against those state governments who had the temerity to clamp down on the spread. And by repeatedly organizing “super spreader” rallies and events, that scientists estimate led directly to thousands of COVID-related deaths. Willful, wanton, depraved indifference.

To make matters worse – and honestly, can they get worse? – this sociopath has spent every waking hour since the election braying about how it was stolen from him. Lawsuits. Press conferences. More rallies. No masks, no precautions. And certainly no mention of the virus that is devastating America. Nero fiddles as the pandemic rages.

I have hope that this will eventually come to an end. A vaccine could be distributed soon. Most importantly, a real leader will soon take command of the nation. Will history will look upon the last four years as an unfortunate aberration, or does the surrender of the Republican party to this lunatic fringe mean that the dark days will outlast this incompetent regime?

For now, there is hope. It's the best chance we've got.