Blogging in the Time of Coronavirus

Is there anything more modern, and stupider, then arguing over the name of a virus? I try to get into the mindset of someone who hears someone say “Coronavirus” and says “No, it’s  COVID-19”. Because all “COVID-19” means is “This particular kind of Coronavirus.”

And I know those who have been conditioned so are apt to “cringe” (that useful word getting anthimeria’d into a noun is a supreme internet weariness) upon hearing “Wuhan Virus”, but honestly, there’s no shortage of bugs getting named for places. Ebola is an obvious example, being named for a river, but there’s no shortage of diseases similarly monickered. It’s simply a human habit to associate a disease with a place, because we can’t see the little beastiess.

So get the hell over yourselves. As far as I’m concerned, everyone who stamped their feet upon hearing “Wuhan Virus” is responsible for people suddenly wanting to call it “Kung Flu.” Fussiness invites reaction.

Anyway, these past few weeks have been me adjusting to the new daily routine. I’ve been out of the house seldom, and I can count the number of times I’ve been in another facility on one hand. I am content to stay home and work and amuse myself. The other surprising ease has been largely withdrawing from social media, especially Twitter. A thousand screaming voices casting everything in varying doom terms is enough to give anyone agita.

And really, every single one of them is right. This isn’t just a regular seasona flu. It’s not Black Plague, but it’s not the sniffles, either. I don’t know if shutting everyone down is an overreaction or not. I do know the decision is out of my hands, and so, therefore, is the responsibility. I’m able to work from home, though, so it’s easy for me to say that.

The economic impact has yet to be felt. Everyone who is panicking about that isn’t wrong to, either. This will have diverse impacts across the board. Just when we’re moving past the pandemic, the depression/recession will kick in. And again, that’s simply baked into the cake at this point. We cannot undo what we have done. So sit back, have a drink, and watch the world spasm.



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