Incubation Blues — Day 5 of the Shutdown

My anger came roaring back yesterday. In spite of my strong start in the guest room working out, I ended up watching too many hours of cable news. It reeled me in.

I normally have good cable news-watching boundaries and do so only in brief spurts. But not yesterday.

The TV screen presented me with too many people talking about easing restrictions on social distancing measures — even before they have been fully implemented in most states.

As a result, my hope and resolve started to dwindle. I retreated into disbelief and anger. This effort to stem the virus is only going to be effective, if it is approached as a shared responsibility.

Shared. Some people don’t seem to get what that means.

It is difficult and painful, but if we are in it together, then it will be worth it. It will be a battle fought by everyone. Together we will win a victory that will ultimately bond us together in knowing we did the right thing.

The alternative is too horrid for me to contemplate right now, and would render useless many of the sacrifices already made. We have to stay the course for this to work.

So voices from the TV screen that spoke about just throwing caution to the wind, and furthermore watching people act irresponsibly on beaches, in…