2. The thought occurs: Hillary, unpopular as she would have been for every moment until now, would have kicked the shit out of this virus. The point of being a Head of State is not the leadership you promise when things are business as usual, but the leadership you exhibit when a true catastrophe presents itself, as it inevitably does. Obama presided over a 2nd-tier catastrophe at the beginning of his presidency and proved himself thoroughly up to the challenge. But Hillary is exactly the sort of President you want in a crisis, and because Americans didn't want to hear that true catastrophe was still possible, she lost. Her administration would have tracked it from the very first passenger to come over, the right people would have been isolated, it would result in a couple hundred deaths, maybe a couple thousand, the public would rally around her in a way New Yorkers aren't even to Andrew Cuomo, she could properly administer a stimulus, she probably wouldn't have passed all the necessary reforms, but we wouldn't have needed them as direly, and she'd have occasion to get the ball rolling much more quickly than we will, which will have to wait until January, and maybe another four or twelve years after that... and now she'd be sailing to re-election. And this until now do-nothing lame duck could have proven herself in this our greatest president since FDR if only Americans realized how much they still had to lose in 2016.
...And still the Republicans would impeach her for how she handled it.
3. Not going to lie, for the first time in all this the black dog is truly getting to me. Experts who've spent their lives preparing for these things don't lie about their findings, you know exactly what's coming, and now it's here, and it's only going to get worse for a while. I'm amazed it took this long to feel this way. The loneliness is not getting to me all that much, I kind of enjoy it. Even the claustrophobia is bearable with music and online conversations. But it's the fear of unimaginable things that can to happen to everyone and everything you ever valued and the powerlessness against it, that's what's unbearable about it all. Whatever happens to any of us, I'm filled with love for so many people and institutions that we may soon lose, and I will be here to help in any little way I can, but the burden that it probably can't be enough is overwhelming.
....though maybe this is coffee anxiety.....
3. Not going to lie, for the first time in all this the black dog is truly getting to me. Experts who've spent their lives preparing for these things don't lie about their findings, you know exactly what's coming, and now it's here, and it's only going to get worse for a while. I'm amazed it took this long to feel this way. The loneliness is not getting to me all that much, I kind of enjoy it. Even the claustrophobia is bearable with music and online conversations. But it's the fear of unimaginable things that can to happen to everyone and everything you ever valued and the powerlessness against it, that's what's unbearable about it all. Whatever happens to any of us, I'm filled with love for so many people and institutions that we may soon lose, and I will be here to help in any little way I can, but the burden that it probably can't be enough is overwhelming.
....though maybe this is coffee anxiety.....
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