The new narrative out there is that the rich aren’t being fair. I know, stop the presses, right? They’re trying to flee their city of origin for quieter towns where social distancing is easier. Supposedly worse, they’re heading to their second homes… you know, the second home they own. Good God, not that. I almost fell over from shock after reading it was happening! I properly and promptly filed the information in the circular file marked No Shit, Sherlock. I did, however, want to take a minute to play.
Now, I’m not pompous, indignant or ignorant enough to pull off the proper disdain, so I’ll quote the linked steaming pile of shit article:
“The worst part is that these second-home owners are coming up and acting like isolation is a vacation,” said Jen, 39, who lives in the northwest Colorado Rockies.
Get that? The worst part. Of the COVID-19 pandemic and people escaping festering cities where the virus is thriving because people are having a tough time distancing… is that they’re treating their retreat as a vacation. I disagree with Jen wholeheartedly. In fact, treating COVIDcation-2020 as a vacation is not even in the top 50 of bad parts. There exists a vast number of worse parts than that. Vast.
I didn’t even bother with the low hanging fruit in the article and there are a number of reasons to hate an article like that; from its pompous nature, to its white privilege negativity and racism (assuming a whole race of people are incapable of caring for themselves without help from another race is quite racist, dear snowflakes – I think that’s actually in the definition of the word), to its virtue signaling faux guilt and pitting one race against another for the sake of writing about something. Anything that will put a divide between people.
Beyond that, my point is, if you can treat this like a vacation, and I certainly hope you can, do it. If you can take your money somewhere to ride this thing out, do it. If you can weather this thing with a smile on your face, do it. If you’re struggling, my prayers are with you that you get what you need to make it and get to a place you can make the best of it. Most of all, if you’re one of these people who think we should all be sulking around, miserable, you are wrong. Sure, we need to do our social distancing best, so that means putting some social distance in where you can – and if that means rich folks depopulate cities and hunker down in a smaller town, that’s a good thing.
Me? This is, without question, a f***ed up vacation, but a vacation nonetheless. And nobody will drag me into the guilt-gutter in order to convince me I shouldn’t look at this as an opportunity to enjoy life on life’s terms. I’ve worked my entire adult life without missing a week of work unless it was a vacation – into my third decade. If the experts tell me I have to take some time away, to “socially distance” myself, you can bet your ass I’ll figure out how to make the best of it. That’s what I do. That’s what we are supposed to do.
We are all in this mess together. We need to each do our own part to act like it… even if we have a deadline for an article with a predisposed, bullshit narrative.
On the plus-side of all of this, I won’t start worrying until they drop articles like that for articles shouting, “All is well” from the rooftops. If that happens, that’s when shit just went sideways.
Till then? CoVengeCation, baby. Have bike, will ride it. Excessively. If you think I’m wrong, do me a favor and go sulk in a corner for me. I’ve got some fun to have. Socially distanced fun, of course.