Just like pretty much everyone else, I suffer big time from Covid-19 fatigue and wish the darn thing would just go away or had never been released upon the world to begin with.
But wishing is for romantics and penny fountains and all the wishing in the world won’t change reality.
Make no mistake about it — we are at war with this virus and, although we are making progress against it, the war is far from over.
Reports on certain variants spreading more than 50 per cent quicker and showing resistance to the available vaccines are especially disconcerting.
They are already talking about the need for an annual booster shot becoming a very real possibility in the United Kingdom. And the voice of fear over one of the variants eventually having a much higher mortality rate if we don’t soon get this thing under control is rising in volume on a weekly basis.
And that, valued readers, truly is of utmost concern.
Every time this darn thing is allowed to mutate brings that possibility one step closer to inevitability and that’s the plain truth of the matter whether one likes it, believes it, or not.
Covid is at the roulette wheel of human life and every spin it’s allowed to take increases the odds of it hitting its number and the world becoming a much darker and very, very dangerous place for the human race.
We have become, very much, a desensitized society and it angers me the number of people out there who still think the entire pandemic is some kind of government-contrived hoax.
Grow up! Time to put your adult pants on.
Yes, it took considerably longer to develop, test and distribute a flu shot than it did a vaccine against Covid-19. That speaks to the urgency of our race fighting back successfully against this virus, nothing more, nothing less.
In a perfect world, under ideal circumstances, the world’s leading laboratories world have had years to develop effective vaccines. But, sadly, our world is far from perfect. Time is a luxury we just didn’t have under the very real set of circumstances we found ourselves dealing with.
And those numbers you see on the TV screen each day aren’t from some battle-themed video game. They are real deaths, real people around the world who lost their lives to a very real threat. They are not contrived, inflated numbers pumped up by doctors or health institutions looking to make a fast buck on the back of the great pandemic hoax.
To those who still question the validity of this viral threat, how many deaths does it take for you to shake the cobwebs of denial from your eyes.
Two million? Five million? Or is the real answer someone in your life who you love?
One of my university professors — back when I was taking a smattering of courses at Ottawa University while serving in the Armed Forces and stationed at CFB Rockcliffe in the 1970s — divided the 30 or so students in the class into groups and asked each group to agree on the greatest strength of a vampire, from Bram Stoker’s depiction in his Gothic horror masterpiece Dracula, to everything Hollywood added during the following century.
Awhile later, one person from each group stood and announced their answer, which were what most people would expect in immortality, strength, speed, shape shifting, mind control, etc.
When the final group had responded, with none giving the answer he was looking for, he told us he wanted everyone to write a paper on their reaction and subsequent thoughts on the following statement — the vampire’s greatest strength is disbelief.
I have been reminded of that exercise a number of times during the years to follow, but none were as poignant as what I’ve felt watching those who guffaw and contravene health guidelines, protest lockdowns, mask wearing and curfews, refuse the vaccine on baseless if not moronic grounds and deny the very existence of a pandemic at all.
If not for the horrendous body count that most surely would follow, I would almost look forward to a more dangerous variant of the virus just to see what lie beneath the veil of false bravado on those who now project pandemic disdain and disbelief.
I apologize if that offends anyone, but consider this. Like millions of others, I am firmly in the high-risk zone when it comes to Covid-19’s potential to hospitalize me, or worse, should I ever contract the virus.
So yes, I have reached the point where I take it somewhat personally each time someone downplays or denies the situation we are currently in.
You see, our lives matter too.