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The cat stares at me.
Jumping lightly to the floor
I remain in his quizzical gaze. 
Why am I still here?

I’ve become part of his life now.
Ever present, no longer that transient ghost
Flitting in and out of his small, cloistered world.
I never leave. Why is this?

For I’m cloistered here too.
Eating, sleeping, dreaming, occasionally muttering.
Roving for spare moments
To ease the ennui.

Instead of spreadsheets and conference calls
To Do notes and calendar appointments
I’ll get back to you and what’s your ETA
Always worrying I said the wrong thing,

I can now peer across the valley 
At distant houses and farms
At small birds frolicking, bees tunnelling into flowers
The endless clouds with their myriad patterns.

What am I doing here
Dear quizzical cat?
I’m learning from a master.

I’m learning from you.

After the last book has been read
The last Netflix series watched
The last puzzle solved
The last tweet, the last Like,
The last Zoom meeting endured:

The virus persists
And we are left with 
Nothing,
But our own empty thoughts
In this relentless merging 
Of days into weeks into months.

When I was a young man, I was a very bad driver.

In my mind of course, I was a better driver than everyone else. 

I used to overtake 10 cars in a row regularly, because I was far more capable than all those other losers.

I used to overtake on bends, on blind intersections, you name it. According to me, I was shit hot at driving.

Until I nearly killed myself and my dad. I avoided hitting an oncoming car by mere inches.

Soon afterwards, I got stopped by the cops. They wanted to take the car from me.

Turns out, I wasn’t such a great driver after all.

It was then that I began to realise that all these ‘slow’ drivers (or so I thought) were actually quite good drivers. It was I, in my arrogance, who was the bad driver.

I thought I was better than everyone else. I wasn’t.

That, to me, is how I see Covid deniers today. They think they know more than everyone else. They think we are all stupid, that they are better informed; that they are asking all the right questions, and we are sheep, happy to go along with the consensus.

In reality, they know almost nothing.

They don’t have degrees in medicine, nor virology, nor epidemiology, nor public health. They have no particular knowledge or expertise on the virus. They have not held the hands of people as they slip away from this world. They have not had to survive on caffeine and adrenalin as a patient is sent to the ICU, while another is zipped up for the morgue. If they did, it might give them an opportunity to reconsider their beliefs. Even if they had an opportunity to show empathy with those on the front line, they might reconsider their beliefs.

Alas, they won’t. They are so full of the importance of their own ideas, and the stupidity of everyone else’s.

Arrogance like this does not serve these people well. A little bit of humility might be more appropriate.

When I see Covid deniers, I don’t see thoughtful intellectuals with whom I must have a considered debate about the facts.

No. Instead I see young men in cars, who have a lot to learn about the world and their fellow travellers, and who could yet do great damage before this pandemic is finished with us.