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“A red sun rises. Blood has been spilled this night.” – J.R.R. Tolkien, Two Towers
What is happening. Each day brings more news of efforts to combat the virus. With it comes talk of “help” and “support” that is neatly woven into questions that would fundamentally change things. Permanently .
I’ve talked to many over the years about Social Security, Medicare, Medicaid, and the Welfare system we have in this Country. Most of the time the ones complaining about those programs are the ones that aren’t on them. The ones that are, seem to welcome the benefit. But the question of sustainability always becomes a question and is with doubt. Most can be easily described as “struggling” or “hemorrhaging”. Yet, with the talk of this recent 2 trillion dollar Corona virus stimulus, I’ve been reading about the possibility of making the monthly payments, permanent. But at what price?
The signs popping up all over suggesting the social distancing of 6 feet didn’t bother me. The occasional person wearing a mask wasn’t alarming. The closures of schools I gave a nod. Made sense. I could understand the rationale behind keeping the little germ magnets at home to prevent the spread. The request for people to stay home was met with a shrug. We were told to “self-isolate” and “save lives”. I literally made half a dozen memes based on that concept alone. But then things started changing. Things keep being added. All under the guise of being “safe” and “saving lives”.
COVID-19 has been the topic of conversation for weeks and with that has come all sorts of conspiracy theories as to the how and why we’re dealing with this virus right now.
I have never been one to put much weight into conspiracy theory. But the COVID-19 conspiracy theories have been somewhat hard to avoid as of late. I’ve been “tagged” and messaged by various people over the course of a good week. Many of which I don’t consider to be “crazy” or easily “duped”. So after being consistently told to check into “QAnon”, I thought why not? I’ve got time, right. So this is what I’ve found out and this is what I think. Understand that I am in no way speaking from a position of authority on the subject.
As with most things I write about I’m simply sharing with you what I think. So take that as you will; hopefully with a grain of salt.
Every once in a while I come across something that I think is unique. Stands out to me as different and catches my attention. I’ve never personally met Jay Cookingham or his wife Christine; but she recently passed away, and he has been sharing their story on FaceBook.
I’ve been on FaceBook a long time now. Seen many posts of people who have passed away. Few that I’ve known. Some are a shock. Others are an extended reminder of the pain this life holds at times. People offer their condolences then generally it’s put out of mind. But this has been different. This has been anything but ordinary. And after following the posts over the last few weeks, it became increasingly clear why.
I’m a bit weird. Admittedly so. Especially when it comes to music. I’m not specific in the genres of music I listen to, per se, but I have to feel the music, or my mind simply rejects it. From the beat, to the vocals, etc. the person singing it has to be committed for it to be good, imo. For instance, I once saw a band up on stage singing a sad song, yet they were all smiles; and I thought, these people are just glad to be here; but I could hear it in the music, it was a sad song, the lyrics were sad, but they weren’t, and it came across in their music.


