I’ve heard stories of married couples who never knew their spouses were spies. I feel the same way — I don’t recognize anyone anymore. People I once admired seem to be under some kind of Covidian spell. I don’t get it. There was something about Covid-19 where people followed orders and complied.
Covid was a recreation of Exodus, where a two-week journey of flattening the curve turned into two-year cult-like repentance. Their Lent was slavish devotion to masks, mandates, and lockdowns, like the Pharisees who followed every C.D.C. guideline to the letter.
Covidiens are like the Japanese soldiers who refused to surrender 40 years after World War II. They never got the memo that the public emergency is over! Covid-19 is similar to rats and rodents. You will never get rid of it; you just have to learn to live with it. But still, even as most of the country returns to normal, a few holdouts and school boards refuse to rid themselves of masks. I don’t know if it’s about controlling fear or narcissism, but some educators are willing to sacrifice the well-being of children rather than interact with them.
Covidiens have turned America into Zimbabwe. People who once lived with their neighbors side-by-side become paranoid if they don’t adhere to the dogma.
Progressivism has been around since King Canute, who ordered the tides to roll back; mandates and lockdowns were the latest attempts by liberals to believe that science could conquer nature. The lesson to be learned from Covid-19 is that intervention is futile.
Covid mania is like being in the eyewall of a hurricane. However, all storms eventually diminish, and the winds dissipate. Covid-19 will be a memory. As with hurricanes, let’s learn lessons and rebuild the destruction left in its wake.
Jeffery Mcneil is a vendor with Street Sense Media.
