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The panic over COVID-19 has been steadily climbing. Mass toilet paper shortage due to everyone buying in bulk and stockpiling. Some places short on non-perishable food items. The Walmart in Blair, Nebraska on Sunday were completely out of the regular $.98 packs of regular hot dogs, and surprisingly low on Ramen noodles.

I do not fear the Coronavirus; I am, however, quite wary of everyone’s collective reactions to it.

You’ve got your standard panic–THE WORLD IS ENDING!–which is expected. Some are convinced this is a bioweapon developed by China. Some seem to think this is a plot by President Trump to secure his re-election. On the other end of the political conspiracy spectrum, some think this is a “leftist” plot to sink the economy and prevent the re-election of the Orange Faced One.

Restaurants, bars and various other small businesses are closing. Movie theaters are cutting back ticket sales to only half of the seating per capita. Those of us who work jobs and live paycheck to paycheck will feel the brunt of this economic devastation.

The most chilling thing of all, is that the elderly, the infirm, the impoverished and the homeless are being referred to as “collateral damage”, rather than fellow human beings that need our best efforts to protect them.

Alas, there is no spiritual-sounding platitude to accompany this entry. We’re all full of shit when it comes to talk of charity and love. But when something happens to allow us to finally put that talk into practice, we would rather run down people in the Cosco parking lot and knock everyone over for that last roll of precious butt napkins than practice what we preach.

I’m done.