Maybe not, but then, John Donne never lived through Covid-19. In 2020, we’re all bobbing corks in a sea of germs, desperately trying to steer clear of each other.
As the world pries open the prison doors, nothing looks the same as it did before…
Like this young woman at La Grande Motte in France, you may have to reserve your spot on the sand this summer.
Dining out? How do you feel about a romantic dinner for one?
At Bord För En, you have a Swedish meadow to yourself. The food comes to you on a pulley, no humans anywhere in sight. Rasmus Persson and Linda Karlsson’s restaurant, 350 kilometres from Stockholm, is a Coronavirus-free zone.
Sweden a little far for dinner? What about Virginia? Patrick O’Connell, chef and owner of The Inn at Little Washington has come up with an imaginative solution to the empty table syndrome social distancing rules demand—mannequins.
Okay, your fellow dinners are made out of fiberglass and plastic, but they’re quiet, and they’re not contagious 🙂
In the space of a few weeks our priorities have changed. The small aggravations of daily life, the larger worries that used to keep us up at night, seem trivial now.
Stuck at home, staring at our screens and each other, we redefine important. Find the things that matter to us, that make this drag of days easier, that make us smile.
For the most part, these sanity savers aren’t new. They’ve been right there under our noses, visible but unseen, ignored in the hustle and bustle that used to be our lives. Only now, do they step onto centre stage, now that our world has shrunk to four walls.
Prior to the Covid lockdown, windows didn’t play a big role in my life. I walked past them without thought. Raised a blind in the morning, lowered it at night, and never stopped to look.
I look now.
When the world stops, How do we go on? When everything changes, What remains? In the stillness of a halted city, Amid the bombardment of the news, Adrift in enforced solitude, What do we have? Cotton clouds and blue skies. Spring rustling through awakening trees. The chatter of returning birds. The smile of a loved one. The laughter of a child. Music to keep us company as we stare out the window at an empty street. We have what we've always had, Each other.
As much as we might wish it so, we are not living in a Hollywood blockbuster. Will Smith isn’t coming to our rescue in a stolen alien spaceship.
No, we’re going to have to rescue ourselves.
We’re going to have to step up, do the right thing, be responsible.
Scary thought, isn’t it?
While most of us are hunkering down, glued to the news or binge watching Netflix and Amazon Prime, trying not to get each other sick by practicing social distance and self-isolation, some of us are out there, braving the virus to protect our family.
By buying guns and stocking up on ammunition. Makes sense, right? Shoot a bullet, kill a germ. Isn’t that what the experts at CDC are advising?
Gun stores are reporting a surge in sales and lines around the block.
Sorry, my mistake. This people aren’t arming themselves against the virus. They’re arming themselves against each other.
Ed Turner of Ed’s Public Safety in Stockbridge, Georgia attributes his increase in sales to Covid-19. “This is panic. This is ‘I won’t be able to protect my family from the hordes and the walking dead.'”
Asian Americans, worried about being blamed for the Coronavirus, are arming themselves. I’d like to say their fears are unfounded, but they’ve got televisions. They’ve heard the President speak.
Canadian gun and ammunition sales are also up, but that’s mostly due to the fact that 90% of the ammunition sold in Canada comes from the U.S. and hunters and target shooters here are concerned that the increased demand south of the border means a decrease in supply north of it.
It’s an ill wind…