Friday, March 20, 2020

No Space in the Closet

I’ve tried really hard to not be so political - really, I have. But I just can’t with Trump. I’ve always thought he was a charlatan. I couldn’t believe it when he was given a TV show. Then somehow the huckster got himself elected to the presidency. I’ve sat by for three years hoping things would get better. If you are apart of the elite or have the misguided belief that you’re part of that elite then you’ve been overjoyed at the success of the stock market and at how well the business environment has been in this country. That is until the past few weeks when the stock market has completely lost any and all gains made over the past three years. 

But now we’re talking  about lives being at stake and I’ve lived this nightmare before. In the mid 80’s I watched as thousands of Americans got sick and died. I lived in fear as Reagan sat by and watched, doing nothing. That fear made me go back in to the closet as it was a better choice than the certain death sentence I saw for myself. It wasn’t until groups of protesters forced changes in the way infectious diseases that potential cures were funded and researched. Those activists forced conversations about how HIV/AIDS is transmitted. They forced a better understanding and demanded research into treatments when no one in charge gave a damn. 

Now here we are thirty years later and another self-serving  president is putting countless lives at risk. All over ratings. I’m back to living in fear, only this time it’s much worse. This virus can infect anyone at anytime. In the end the death toll may not be as big percentage wise but everyone will be touched by this. We need someone competent in charge and not the self aggrandizing orange buffoon resident in The White House if for no other reason than to help lead us out of fear. There is no closet to retreat to this time.