Post 23: #Coronavirus and a global perspective

We’re friends and family from around the world, sharing our experiences and thoughts during lockdown, quarantine, and self-isolation. For some of us, it’s DAY 23. Important Note: WE DON’T ALWAYS AGREE – nor do we have to! We post our opinions, and those of our guest bloggers, with no censorship.


By popular demand (well, okay, 9 likes on Facebook), today’s CHALLENGE is to discuss:

“What habits will forever change after this experience.”

Here we go.

Brave New World

RJD, Beirut, Lebanon

I read a post somewhere this morning (but couldn’t find it again to give the source credit and no copyright infringement intended) – but needed more coffee:

“What we learned in the last few days:

  1. The United States is no longer a superpower.
  2. China won World War III without firing a single shot and no one could stop it.
  3. Europeans are not as educated as they seem.
  4. We can survive the holidays without travelling.
  5. The rich are actually less protected than the poor.
  6. People become selfish and cowardly, regardless of their socio-economic situation, when prices rise.
  7. No priest, rabbi, or imam could save patients.
  8. People themselves are the real viruses on the planet.
  9. We can spend millions on people without any bureaucracy.
  10. Medical professionals are worth more than football players.
  11. Oil is useless in a society without consumption.
  12. Now we know how animals feel at the zoo.
  13. The planet is quickly restored without human intervention.
  14. Most people can work from home.
  15. We and the kids can live without fast food.
  16. Prisoners detained for petty crimes can be released.
  17. Washing your hands and practicing proper hygiene is not difficult.
  18. Women are not the only cooks.
  19. There are many good people in the world.
  20. If you build more schools, you will have to build fewer hospitals.”

This list got me thinking about what the new world is going to be like, but as historians the world over know, we will find our way. 

When war broke out in Lebanon in 1975, there came a portion of that generation who lived the war as their normal; they lived in shelters, carried and operated weapons at age 12, had shortages of everything, no electricity, trash in the streets, random bombing, swearing oath to your idol politician or leader, friends and relatives killed; chaos prevailed. 

To that segment of Lebanese (now in their 40s and 50s), post-war Lebanon was the “abnormal.” They still thrive in situations where the sirens of trouble echo.

What I am trying to say is, humans – like other animals – adapt to their environment and learn how to navigate, albeit with difficulty for the first few generations. We went from hunters to farmers to industrialists to techies, after all! 

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Generations of young children and adults all over the world are dealing with the new normal and will teach us how to cope with it. A technology and AI generation will help us, just like the Industrial Revolution but on a world scale, and just like the war generations of the world and the good ideas that came out thereafter, human beings will find solutions. 

How do I see the future? 

“It will take a village.” 

The world will be a closer unit in thinking about the environment, in kindness, in selfless giving, and in development. 

“Globalization” will take on new meaning. We will be more united, once the greedy elders of the 80s and 90s generations retire. Once the Millennials and the COVID-19 generations take over, earth will be a better place to live on. We will see fewer wars, more economic equivalence, less waste and materialism, more consciousness, less “me,” and more “ours.”

I salute these brave future generations who will lead and show us the way. 


Pants Optional

RafifJ, Malaga, Spain

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  1. Internet: Will be adopted as a universal human right and actually implemented around the world. Finally. Plus, with an Internet connection, you can do pretty much the rest of this list without wearing pants.
  2. Education: Distance learning IN; brick-and-mortar OUT. Anyone with a computer and an Internet connection, anywhere, can learn. See Point #1. Pants optional. And of course, pants optional.
  3. Jobs: With education far more accessible to all, a lot of jobs will be too. If you can write, code, edit, format, coach, counsel, apply makeup, teach, talk, listen, sing, or do pretty much anything, you can find freelance work or create your own sensation. The gig economy will boom. See Points #1 and 2. Guess the rest 🙂
  4. Social & Business Etiquette: Goodbye, handshake; hello, hand over heart. Or elbow bumping for casual interactions. Or see point 1, and know that some earnest management consultant will come up with a “universal virtual professional salutation.”
  5. Commuting: Nope. Unless their profession REQUIRES face-to-face contact, more and more people will refuse to spend the time and money to travel to an office. Why do that, just to sit through a meeting or have a conversation? You can do that remotely. Plus, when you’re working / videoconferencing with your colleagues, you can do what??? Not wear pants.
  6. Government: More authoritarian. But wait! See Point #1. Societies will struggle with Internet and other freedoms while governments try to keep us in the dark, under lockdown, in economic chains, or some other dictatorial strategy. We’ll eventually win. Elections and voting will be purely Internet-based.
  7. Health Management: More telemedicine, except for when we need a #coronavirus or other vaccine. See Points #1 and #5.
  8. Shopping: Duh. But look beyond Amazon and Ali Baba as more businesses become online stores. See Point #1. Pants optional.
  9. Cash: We’ll see fewer bills and coins as touchless cards become the norm. As this happens, we’ll need fewer tellers, who will then go into the gig economy. See Point #3.
  10. Banking: You know you don’t need an actual building to have a bank, right? We’re seeing more and more Internet banks crop up, and they offer pretty attractive deals to those who don’t have a social need to interact with the teller. Now we mostly go for the ATM and the free coffee, anyway.
  11. Consumerism: Will decrease as people learn that they really don’t need as much as they think they do. Except shoes.
  12. Home-buying: We already have virtual tours and can check out the neighborhood. But our needs will change. In the future, when we look at neighborhoods, we won’t look for the best schools (see Point #1); instead, we’ll look for proximity to healthcare facilities (in spite of Point #7) and maybe the airport.
  13. Car Ownership: Will continue to decrease as we realize the environmental and financial benefits of calling for a cab, Uber, Lyft, Cabify, Bla Bla Car, or jetpack. Parking tickets will go bye-bye, and parking enforcement officers will join the gig economy, in keeping with Point #3.
  14. Cooking: People will do more of it as they realize it’s not as horrible as they once thought. They will have saved tons of money during lockdown (no open restaurants) and now they can transfer those savings into their Internet banks (Point #10) or spend it in the gig economy (Point #3). Pants optional.
  15. Dating: Not sure I want to go there. I mean, online dating was the new “normal,” and I guess it will just increase. Virtual dating is also on the rise, and now you can go on a “date” without leaving your living room. See points 1 and 4. Pants optional.

In conclusion: Many of us might experience the changes I’ve summarized above, and much more. We might be kinder, meaner, more or less generous, more or less aware….But I bet the Number 1 change is….a pants-optional lifestyle.


Face mask frenzy

Tina F., Fairfax, Virginia

In my opinion, we will all consider the face mask as the new normal. However, it will take on a creative twist as another fashion accessory.

After this pandemic, wearing a face mask will become second nature.

I predict that many entrepreneurs, like those who cornered the Poke and Bubble Tea enterprises, will jump on the bandwagon with specialty face mask stores. For example, we buy our underwear from lingerie stores and shoes from shoe shops – so it will be natural to go to the face mask store. Department stores (if they survive) will also have a section dedicated to face masks.

Masks will be available for purchase in packets or individually, because we will wear them it the same way we wear underwear. Change it at least once a day and don’t leave home without it.

Face masks will be available in different colors and materials. From organic cotton to vegan and synthetic. You can match your shirt, jacket, or even your wedding dress.

Just as with all our fashion accessories, we will have a Walmart standard, a Hello Kitty version, and an haute couture designer standard. Take the Oscars, for example. The reporter will be commenting on Jennifer Aniston sporting a Valentino dress and a Chanel face mask.

Jewelry stores will carry special face masks to appeal to a few elite who can and will pay to have diamond- and ruby-studded masks.

Most importantly, face mask production will be critical for soldiers and police force. These masks must comply with all uniform standards. In the future, we may be required to have the words “SICK” or “NOT SICK” attached to our masks so we can determine the appropriate social distancing to maintain. Or maybe there will be a sign on storefronts stating “THIS STORE IS A SICK-PEOPLE- FREE ZONE.”

We will no longer be allowed to show our teeth in public, so the exorbitant amounts of money spent on cosmetic dentistry will be a thing of the past. Actually, it will be rather embarrassing to see a person’s teeth and we will hide them in much the same way as we hide our boobs.

As a photographer, I’ve already patented my creation. It will be cutting-edge. My face masks will be have a photo of your face imprinted on them. And it will always show the mouth closed. Never exposing the teeth, I’m not a pervert!!!


Post 22: #Coronavirus and a global perspective

We’re a group of friends and family in various parts of the world, and we’re sharing our experiences and thoughts during lockdown, quarantine, and self-isolation. IT’S DAY 22.


Important note: WE DON’T ALL AGREE – nor do we have to!
We post our opinions, and those of our guest bloggers, with no censorship.


Normal got us here, so was it all good? 

Hadi Madwar, Montreal, Canada

Life through/under/despite/consequent to COVID-19 is compelling me to approach the notion of “normal” with caution. I no longer understand what normal is, what it was, and what it should be. 

That I’m privileged enough to spend time writing a blog post about the notion of normalness whilst others live in the face of a virus that the world is yet to fully understand – be it through the nature of their uninsured day-jobs, the density of their living spaces, the rationality of the government in power –  is enough of a reminder to me that to call anything ‘normal’ at this point is not a matter of fact, but a matter of perception. 

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And my perception of normal is tied to what I choose to remember of the past.

What was once a few weeks ago normal – being with friends and family, sitting next to somebody in a classroom or at work, aimless movement in the city, the dream of long-distance travel for the sake of escape – has been relegated to nostalgia. Perhaps it’s too early to make such a statement, but I’d argue that that past should remain nostalgia. 

Svetlana Boym, the Harvard scholar of late and an expert on the concept, defines nostalgia as such:

The word “nostalgia” comes from two Greek roots: νόστος, nóstos (“return home”) and ἄλγος, álgos (“longing”). I would define it as a longing for a home that no longer exists or has never existed. Nostalgia is a sentiment of loss and displacement, but it is also a romance with one’s own phantasy. Nostalgic love can only survive in a long-distance relationship. A cinematic image of nostalgia is a double exposure, or a superimposition of two images—of home and abroad, of past and present, of dream and everyday life. The moment we try to force it into a single image, it breaks the frame or burns the surface.

Going back to the pre-COVID past feels like an invalidation of the now. What home would I be going back to? The things we loved, that involved the people we loved, have become actual vectors for the spread of disease. Any desire to relive the scenes of the past running in all our minds is a liability issue at this point. 

In short, today, nostalgia kills. I’m not a killer, nor is anyone around me. So at what point did the perception of normal fail us all?


Corona Dazed 

Roula B., Falls Church, Virginia

Ok, I get it. Wash your hands, cover your mouth, social distance, stay home! But there’s a limit to what I can accept, because some things make sense and a helluva lot doesn’t in this media hailstorm we’re under. Here are some #COVID-19 responses that don’t make much sense to me:

  1. In New York City, people who are caught not social distancing are thrown into crowded jail cells.
  2. Seeing people driving alone in cars- with windows closed- wearing masks.
  3. Taking away car window squeegees at gas stations, but allowing those same hands to touch the gas nozzles.
  4. Closing fields, nature parks, and dog parks.
  5. The removal of all public scooters, but keeping public bikes circulating. (parked 6 feet apart!)
  6. The shutting down of public water fountains. What are the homeless supposed to do? And there have been so many of them visible on the street lately. Maybe because they stand out more in the emptiness?

I am jealous of Sweden and the way they’re calmly and wisely handling this situation with acceptance and deeper vision. The Swedish government is taking the utmost of care to avoid panic and preserve the citizens’ normal lives and liberties while searching for good solutions. Most importantly, the government trusts the academics, scientists, doctors, and their citizens to play a part in social survival. 

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Imagine that, TRUSTING people to cooperate and make the best decisions for themselves within government guidelines and recommendations. And the people CAN be trusted because trust is a two-way street!

Who among us trusts their government or media, anymore? For more on Sweden’s response, read here, here, and here.

In America, the government takes advantage of each crisis to gain more power over the people, to own us more and control us more. We have already been stripped of so many liberties in the aftermath of 9/11 and given up so much of our power to the varied industrial complexes. This crisis seems to be taking aim at our rights to gather and assemble, as well as our right to the pursuit of happiness.

I see it coming, folks. I see all the non-COVID-19 related carnage, which will cause much more lasting damage to our societies (Even the old prune Henry Kissinger agrees). The suicides, the crime, the bankruptcies, and the desperation will surely give us a drastic paradigm shift. But in which direction? It’s still too early to tell, but I’ve got an ounce of optimism left in me that says we the people can rise to the occasion… with the right leadership our eyes can be opened to a better way of existing and coexisting.

Inward and onward..


A woman’s best friend

Tina F., Fairfax, Virginia

A member of my family who has not received any attention in my blogging is my lovely dog Scottie. He is a hound mix and came into our lives exactly a year ago.

We had just experienced the pain and grief of having lost our dog Remington. We rescued Remi (also a hound mix breed) 6 years ago. But Remi developed a tumor on his spine and it slowly made him lose all sensation in his legs. We loved Remington and thought he was the perfect dog. His loss was devastating. But in the midst of our grief, Scottie came along. Scottie was an exceptionally trained dog. His owner was a young man who recently got married. Both he and his wife were nurses and were looking to find a good home for Scottie. Nurses work in 12-hour shifts, which meant Scottie would be home alone for at least 14 hours some days.

It did not take much to convince us to take Scottie in. When we compared photos of the 2 dogs it was hard to see the difference between them. Both are predominantly white with brown patches on their head and they are exactly the same size. It was like a sign from the heavens. Remi was telling us, don’t be sad, here is my younger brother.

As a child, I did not like dogs. I grew up in a country where people only had vicious guard dogs (or so it seemed). I was petrified of them because you never knew when one would jump the fence and chase you down the street. So it took a lot of convincing to even get our first dog Remington.

But I soon found out that dogs are amazing creatures. They are loyal, lovable, and truly a woman’s best friend. Now we have Scottie. He is so gently and loving. I cannot imagine life without a dog.

Scottie has been getting a lot of walks and attention with everyone home. I wish I could know what his thoughts were about all this #coronavirus madness. But I think I know.

Every night when we let him out into the back yard Scottie would run out do his business and run back. Lately he has been ignoring our calls to come home. One night we thought he had run away. We called and called for Scottie but there was silence. We drove around the block looking for him, but he was nowhere.

Finally my son spots him in the neighbors yard and after some coaxing Scottie came running home. Apparently he had discovered a break in the fence and had gone off wandering.

I finally understood how Scottie felt about this “stay home” order. By the end of the day he too just needed some time alone.


@$*^ You. No, @$*^ YOU!

RafifJ, Malaga, Spain

When the world first learned about social distancing, many of us started keeping in closer virtual touch. As our governments began imposing more restrictions on movement, people around the globe increasingly reached out to one another. Friends who had not been in contact for years suddenly materialized. A short and sweet, “hi, how are you doing?” was often enough to bring back nice memories and rekindle old friendships. In other instances, our close friends became even closer as we huddled together – virtually – in love and solidarity. Many people talked about how communities were coming together.

Now as we enter weeks 3 or 4 of lockdown, some bonds are fraying. The #COVID-19 numbers are really up – practically TRIPLE in some countries in the past week. Our anxieties are also growing exponentially and we’re all trying to figure out who’s next, what’s next, and why.

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We’re also playing the blame game…On social media, more people have started to point fingers at others. I mean, I know we blame governments for everything, but I’ve been seeing entire nationalities maligned or being offered up as sacrificial lambs for testing. Minor disagreements are erupting into real hostility. Former friends are taking potshots at each other.

Since we cannot understand the #Coronavirus, we have to find a scapegoat. Because we’re frustrated, that other person must be a jerk. If we are anxious, it might be because that other person with whom we disagree is an asshole.

On Facebook, I’ve seen more insults and more toxicity than ever before. People used to be polarized over national politics; now it’s over who went out, who stayed in, which leader is doing more (or less), which governments have become facemask pirates.

Put on your big girl (or boy) pants, folks! We have a long way to go before we can start adapting to what will become the new normal. (More on that tomorrow). Let’s stop the fighting, the escalations, the silliness before THIS becomes the new normal. You can’t control other people’s statements, but you CAN control how YOU react. The moral of the story is, if you can’t say something nice, walk away. Or just STFU.


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Post 20: #Coronavirus and a global perspective

We’re a group of friends and family in various parts of the world, and we’re sharing our experiences and thoughts during lockdown, quarantine, and self-isolation. Is it really already / only Day 20?

Your own oxygen mask first

RafifJ, Malaga, Spain

I am celebrating tonight. I just finished a massive client proposal, and this afternoon I taught an online class at my alma mater, American University. Tonight, I will not dwell on my guilt about everything – from Syrians who are basically hostages in their own country, or the millions of people around the world who are out of work and out of money. Tonight, I’m going to focus on the positive. I’m going to take care of me.

Over the past few years, I’ve noticed a powerful side effect of surviving crises: rampant guilt. We feel guilty because there are millions of refugees and we can’t help them. We feel guilty because we have work and others don’t. We feel guilty because we are healthy and others are dying of hunger, disease, or violence.

Guilt can be crippling, if you let it. During my Syria days, I felt paralyzed with guilt: I couldn’t stop the dictator, couldn’t stop the bombs, couldn’t stop all that death. Eventually, I learned to cope.

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Now with Corona, I hear from a lot of people who are feeling similar guilt. They don’t have the deadly virus; why are they allowed to be healthy, why didn’t they get the Corona lottery ticket? Why can’t they stop all the death?

My advice back to them is simple – and let’s agree up front that I am not in any way professionally qualified to dispense it. But I’ve lived a bit, and have experienced a lot of good and bad. I’ve had great successes and colossal failures, and I’ve learned with each.

So here are 5 basic things you can do to start to set yourself free. If you have other suggestions I’m all ears!

  1. Take care of yourself before you take care of others. Just like they tell you on the plane, make sure you can breathe before putting on someone else’s oxygen mask.
  2. A little guilt is good, if it motivates you to be grateful for what you have and if it spurs you to be helpful to others. You can get into a cycle of I-feel-guilty-therefore-I-do-something-good-for-others that in the end, is positive for everyone involved. Give back in small increments and celebrate each.
  3. Don’t bottle up your guilt or pretend it doesn’t exist. Talk about it. Hearing yourself say what’s on your mind may bring you back to the bigger picture.
  4. Recognize that no matter our circumstances, time brings change. Remembering that in the face of adversity can be reassuring.
  5. Reach out to someone and ask how they’re doing. This may sound stupid to you, but try it – you might realize that the simple act of asking – genuinely – how someone else is doing can help relieve your own stress.

And now that I’ve passed on this amazing wisdom, I’m off to celebrate a few successes and learn from (more) of my failures. I’m putting on my own oxygen mask.


Mending broken routines

RJD, Beirut, Lebanon

Yesterday, because it’s not a Monday, I rebelled against the kitchen. It is now a no-go-zone. Off-limits. My 3 meals a day with one snack (tea and one Digestive cookie in the afternoon). I am not on a diet, but I am going  to portion my intake and stay away from the off-limits zone. Lockdown in my own home! 

Today (again because it is not a Monday), I will start a new workout routine. Something I haven’t done since ummmm…forever (by EMC – Eastern Mediterranean Corona timing). So I am going to start with a light workout based on dance movements (everyone should always dance) and active yoga asanas. 

Tomorrow (not a Monday), I will add a new component to my routine and my baby steps will get me stronger, with better sleep and less anxiety. 

It’s the anxiety of the unknown, the worry about the future of the planet,
the fears we are living through each day that I need to shed.
Not ignore, but shed. 

Being an otherwise health-conscious being for most of my life, I took a long break that led to many aches and pains in my body. I feel lazy and depressed most of the time, and this has been a result of neglecting the one aspect that I usually preach about! So endorphins, I have decided to wage a war with you to get back to being me. 

This is Bambi

The first step is the hardest, and seeing so many challenges on social media, I decided my challenge is with myself. No, I will not be sharing daily posts, nor posting live workouts for you to join. Yes, I accept the challenge of achieving my own personal results. So here we go. Ask me next week how it’s going! 

Until then, I am preparing new routines to follow and get myself back to being me. My Sunday spa ritual will remain in my routine…and Bambi will continue on doing his Shavasana!!!! 


Thermometer monitoring

Tina F., Fairfax, Virginia

The other day I rummaged through my first-aid kit in search of my thermometer. I was desperate to have the thermometer in case one of us started feeling sick. Tucked into the corner of the box I finally found the digital thermometer I had bought over 6 years ago. At the time is was considered an innovative thermometer that you connect to the headphone jack of your smartphone and use with an app. 

I pulled it out just to realize that I would not be able to use it because I don’t have a headphone jack on my iPhone. Even if I could plug it in, I was sure that technology must have surpassed this innovation. 

I decided to attach it to another device with a headphone jack just to find out if it works. The app needed an update and then I followed the steps to calibrate my thermometer. The final step was to sign in. Wait! What?… why should I sign in? The app wanted to send me push notifications and notify me of updates.

Ummm, no thank you. 

I don’t know why I was surprised. I told my husband on our walk that the frickin’ phone has stored my thumb print, my voice, my face, and now my body temperature?

Last night as we watched the local news the was a segment on this thermometer. Jeez it was making the news! They claim to have over a million units in circulation and they are utilizing the data to track fevers around the country and their data indicates that they are seeing a drop in fevers since the lockdowns were implemented. The company is proud of the data and sees it as a good way to keep a check on the #coronavirus.

Personally I’m a conspiracy theorist. I believe that all these privacy infringements are a way for Big Brother to track his people. This company will sell our information to the government so they can track people with high temperatures for the Coronavirus. Other countries like China and Israel are openly using Social Tracking to monitor their citizens during this Pandemic. Perhaps it’s a good thing, but what about our privacy? 

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I know my life has been recorded for years, at the grocery store, my online purchases, the movies I watch, just to name a few. They even track which software I use because everything requires an online subscription. But just because it has become the norm doesn’t make it acceptable. Our fear of the #coronavirus might just be the platform Big Brother will use to manipulate us all into giving up more of our personal freedom. 


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Post 18: #Coronavirus and a global perspective

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Mind the Gap

Michael D. Purzycki, Arlington, Virginia

Those of us who are fairly young, and who grew up middle or upper class but had working class grandparents, can easily feel inadequate when we compare ourselves with them. To the extent that we can understand what a Depression and a World War are like, we don’t want to go through those struggles ourselves. But compared to a generation that built bridges, dammed rivers, and defeated the Axis, it’s very easy for us to feel weak, lazy, irrelevant, and inferior.

For many Americans, #coronavirus might bring us closer than anything else to the experiences of our grandparents and great-grandparents. While social distancing is much less painful than soup lines and ration books, this is the first time a lot of us have been called upon to sacrifice. I don’t mean being deprived of opportunities, like the financial crisis did to us. I mean having to actively give something up, having to agree to limits on our daily lives for the common good.

There are three things I hope will happen because of COVID-19, things that might narrow the gap my generation (I’m 34) sees between our weakness and our grandparents’ toughness. They will be good, whether or not they happen because of government. In fact, for us to really appreciate them, we will have to embrace and insist on them regardless of what our politicians want.

I hope we start saving more and spending less. After living through the Depression, the Greatest Generation sacrificed even more material comforts during the war. They went along with food rationing and grew Victory Gardens. They carpooled and drove more slowly to save fuel and rubber. They gave up pots, pans, and even wrought-iron fences, so the metal could be turned into tanks, ships, and planes.

Many of us Millennials growing up in late 20th century affluence couldn’t understand why our grandparents were so frugal, why they held on to so many things for so long. Even the Great Recession, and all the ways it held us back, didn’t really make us less consumers and more savers. Healthcare and housing were expensive, but Amazon Prime and Uber weren’t, and Facebook and Twitter, with all the enticing ads they showed, were free. Maybe the new uncertainty, the restrictions financial and otherwise we face as we flatten the curve, will make us more reluctant spenders overall.

I hope there are a lot more chances to serve. We are long past the age when we needed a large percentage of us to put on uniforms and pick up guns, and hopefully we’ll never see those days again. But we’re learning just how important good government – or the lack of it – is for all of us, how important it is to have public officials and public servants who know what to do and do it well.

What if, besides military service, young Americans had the chance to spend a few years building hospitals and medical equipment, or inspecting food and medication to make sure they’re safe, or paving roads and streets? That would be great to have. That would be a great way to narrow the gap between the iPhone generation and the generation of GI Joe and Rosie the Riveter.

Finally, strangely, I hope our elected leaders become more distant from us. We’ve grown accustomed to politicians acting like our friends, pretending to understand our problems, avoiding saying anything bad about anyone who might give them a vote or a dollar. I’d rather they stopped acting. I’d rather they spent their time gathering information, listening to experts, and making cool-headed decisions behind closed doors, not holding photo ops and proclaiming that they have the situation under control.

I like the fact that, when Joe Biden and Bernie Sanders had their last debate, there was no live audience. That should be the case at all debates. Politicians don’t need any more incentives to seek applause than they already have. It would be great if, even when it’s safe to gather in large numbers again, politicians didn’t feel the need to be surrounded by adoring crowds.

Coronavirus may not disrupt the world the way a depression combined with a world war can. But if the disruption it brings to daily life makes spenders more frugal, citizens more service-minded, and politicians more level-headed and less boastful, we will all be better off.

Author Bio: Michael D. Purzycki is a researcher and analyst in Arlington, Virginia. He has worked in the Pentagon, at Bloomberg, and for a Los Angeles-based media company. He has written for many publications, including Better Angels, Charged Affairs, Divergent Options, Merion West, and the Washington Monthly.


Our Daily Bread

RafifJ, Malaga, Spain

It’s hard to stay angry in #Malaga, especially when the sun is out. Walking toward the fresh market, I realized again that this city always feels like it’s giving me a big hug.

Today I took a break from work and lockdown to go out (grocery shopping). I enjoyed every step along the quiet streets. I basked in the sunshine. I thought about the shuttered shops I was passing on my way to the market. Whatever happened to the hairdresser, the one whose husband lives in Granada? Are they reunited – or separated by the current travel restrictions? And what about the cranky lady at the bakery, the one who occasionally cracks a smile at my wish for her to have a “buen dia” after she hands me freshly baked bread?

As I made my way to the fresh market, I noticed the streets: they were glistening, fresh from their daily “bath.” Seriously. In Malaga, street cleaners literally wash the streets with soap and water.

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Strangers in unexpected roles have become my heroes. Not to take anything away from medical professionals – they are, as they say in Arabic, “on my head.” But those who so often go unnoticed – the grocer, the street cleaner – are now also front and center in the fight for normalcy. We should have known this; I should have been thanking them more every day. Every one of them should get at least a “buen dia” for their service.

So now, when I get the chance to step outside, it will be with a different perspective. I’ll look at people through different lenses. I’ll remember to thank the street cleaner and the baker and all the others who keep the shelves stocked and the bugs at bay. I’ll thank them for their service to the community, and hope the city gives them a hug too.


Online/Offline Bad Hair Day

RJD in Beirut, Lebanon

Due to the current lockdowns, I sit here listening to my husband click on the keyboard as he presents an online course (he is answering students on a discussion thread). Five straight hours husband-sitting in case he needs my genius technical support.

What would we do without Internet, technology, devices, social media? I’m holding my phone as I write this – I have completed every chore I do on my phone on a daily basis: read the headlines, play my word games, check my emails, answer my messages. But I am vehemently resisting going on social media. Battery at 54%.

I feel that there is too much positivity and negativity on social media and I am actually tired of all the news. Corona, #COVID-19, pets being abandoned, challenges, jokes, good articles, bad advice. Exhausting. I am also very down today. Bloody time, me thinks!

So, after the 5 hours, my thoughts rotate to decisions:

  1. Take a break and do something different that doesn’t require a device. Battery at 32% now…(Took a nap, highly unusual)
  2. Do some random act of kindness to someone who doesn’t expect it. Not an April Fool’s prank because no one can deal right now…(sent a donation to a poor refugee family)
  3. Do something nice for myself and my family (didn’t snap at anyone – up to the time of writing)
  4. Enjoy the moment (ummmm…not working thus far.)

I am sorry not to be upbeat or funny today. It’s a bad online/offline hair day. Battery at 0%.

Retrieved from cellularforless.com
via Google Images.
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It’s 5 o’clock somewhere!

Tina F. in Fairfax, VA

This is a story about Jack and Jill.

Well, it’s really about my husband and me. (yes that is grammatically correct) You see I had to change the names because he said “ I hope you are not writing about me in your blog” and I answered of course not, that would be so boring. Heheh !!! but I’ll write about Jack.

Jack and Jill have been married 24 years. Jack has been the greatest example of someone who sets their mind on something and achieves it. He decided he would retire early and worked his ass off to reach that goal on 1/1/2020.

So many people were commiserating with Jill because she was now joining the ranks of “retired husband makes wife crazy” league. They asked questions and give advice.

“What is he going to do all day?”

“Does he have hobbies? “

“This happened to my friend and 2 months after he retired she ended up going back to work. “

“Tina..er I mean Jill, you need to find outlets for your own sanity.”

Jill was not worried because she and her husband had a lot of hobbies and a lot in common. So for the months of January and February Jack and Jill had no problem with each other’s company. They balanced their time together and their time apart.

They went out to DC to museums and restaurants, they went to happy hour and movies and took short trips together. Jill was reassured that this was going to be just fine.

All was perfect until mid March when the coronavirus changed everything.

Forced to stay home, Jack and Jill were becoming irritable and very short- tempered. Simple discussions became arguments and Netflix hardly had any movies that were both interested in.

In addition, Jack is technology challenged so when the computer runs out of ink he yells for Jill. When the music system is acting up he yells for Jill. And when the ice maker wasn’t making ice … you guessed it… he yells for Jill.

Jill was going a little mad. Until they found the one thing that still appealed to the two of them – Happy Hour and a bottle named Tito’s ! This was a game changer. The music played and they danced. Not together, but they danced.

Well cheers to you all! Here is to an end of this captivity and a quick return “normalcy!”


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Post 12: #Coronavirus and a global perspective

Day 12. Time is not flying, but we’re managing our respective lockdowns, quarantines, and self-isolations. For some of us, April 12 is the magic release date. For others, the date is unsure. Regardless, we’re chronicling our experiences during the #COVID-19 crisis. Join us!

Is the news boosting the power of Corona?

Sunny, a Global Cowgirl® in Frederick, Maryland

Okay. Every hair follicle on my head is set ablaze every time I watch the news.

Anchors and analysts shouting data of doom and gloom. A stat-loving analyst tapping and slapping a giant electronic studio wall silly, showing me numbers that prove the end is nigh.

That’s what news outlets did when “normal” disasters like hurricanes and mass shootings happened.

#COVID-19 has now ratcheted up their fearmongering to cosmic proportions. Put aside that broadcast executives are rubbing their palms together over the ratings tsunami washing over their networks. I have no doubt, having worked in the business for decades, that many in the news believe they are doing the Lord’s work. That if they scare us into a national coma, we will take all the right actions we’re advised to do to ward off Corona, thus making us and our world a safer place.

Wrong!

As a journalism major in college, I had to take a course in propaganda. Hardest course I ever took. That class dragged down my GPA to a sad level, but I learned stuff I still remember. Like the study done in World War II trying to get soldiers to stop going to brothels. There was nothing like a good dose of VD to disrupt a soldier’s focus during battle.

Researchers decided to have two test groups and use two different approaches of persuasion to dampen a soldier’s enthusiasm for ladies of the night.

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With the first group, researchers followed conventional wisdom. “Scare ‘em to death with graphic pictures of their nether regions dropping off. Blow their minds with stats on the negative impact of VD on their ability to ‘get it up’ should they survive the war and go home to a normal life.”

The other group got boring rational lectures delivered in a clinical way about the downside of going to brothels and catching unpleasant diseases.

Well, those suckers who they scared witless snapped to attention and walked a big circle around any building with a red light…for about two weeks. Then they went right back to their “boys will be boys” ways. The group that suffered though the water-torture approach of boring lectures where fear wasn’t used? Far more of them stopped frequenting brothels.

So, I’m thinking this “scare ‘em witless” news coverage of Corona might be sending ratings to the outer edges of the universe, but it could also be boosting the power of Corona to get us, because that WWII showed scaring people crazy doesn’t make them behave in their own best interest in the long run..


Buzzwords

Tina F. in Fairfax, Virginia

Remember how 2019 was inundated with health-related buzz words. Paleo, Keto, intermittent fasting, plant-based, and burst training, to name a few. People were developing healthy protocols with the promise of health and longevity. So many people followed like sheep, and multimillion dollar industries prospered while selling their ideas and products to all of us desperate to lose a few pounds.

Many were unsuccessful because the motto was, “If it’s not working for you then you aren’t following the instructions carefully.” So we try again.

Come 2020 and a new set of buzzwords has been created. Coronavirus, self-isolation, social distancing, quarantine, unemployment, and death.

Quite a humbling exercise for the first world as we put our lives on hold indefinitely. We can now take a long, hard look at ourselves because we may never be the same.

Among all the devastating news I find a large amount of positivity swirling in the media. Maybe this is a reminder that in the end, the entire world is seeking the same thing. A cleaner world – a safe environment for our children – a healthy, prosperous family life -AND for a way to stop this Monster called COVID-19.

illustration by Francesco Ciccolella

Agoraphobia schizophrenia

RJD in Beirut, Lebanon

Today I had to run a few errands and did so between 8 am and 9:30 am. Tried to stay in the car and do everything by phone and receiving items to disinfect in car etc…you are getting to know me and my OCD.

I had a severe case of agoraphobia upon leaving my place, street, and neighborhood and my thoughts immediately spiraled to the many people around the world who will develop agoraphobia because of lockdowns, OCD like yours truly, panic, and anxiety attacks when getting on public transport or getting to and from work…post-Corona.

What will happen to us when lockdowns are lifted? Will we just be so euphoric that we will go back to life as we know it and party until 2029?

Will we forget all the introspections, reflections, compassion, charity that we are living daily or are we going to remain mindful because this was a full stop for Mother Earth and she wanted us to learn a lesson of some sort? 

Or will we refuse to leave home in fear of our immunity is now even more depleted and our psyche is so mutilated? Will we build biospheres and live in them to protect ourselves? Will we go on changing clothes to go from the bedroom to the living room and carrying our handbag when we go out on the porch?!!! Or will we keep on having arguments with our pets or our sofas?!!!!

by RJD. Ring Road in Beirut

A sigh of relief as I drove back home, parked my car, took everything off on my balcony and showered from head to toe. But there was a nagging feeling; I missed the Beirut traffic and the honking and the noise and most of all the stalled traffic on the Ring Road when we used to block it back then a few months ago; it’s been a long, long time ago and yet that was only last October…A lifetime away.


Virtually Unrecognizable

RafifJ in Malaga, Spain

Last night and again this morning, I moved my furniture around. I mean I moved EVERYTHING. My apartment looks completely different. Who knew such a major transformation could take place within hours? The place is virtually unrecognizable!

The same has happened all over the world. Within a few days, we went from “normal” to dealing with a global pandemic. Our lives have changed, most likely permanently, now that we’ve experienced lockdown, limited freedom, and maybe gratitude for what we do have. Are we virtually unrecognizable? I am, after 12 days in lockdown.

Technologically, we’ve changed. Now we know how to social-distance and have even made it a verb. We’re getting more proficient with collaboration tools – they’re not just for work anymore! – and we are planning virtual social events. We’re even catching up with friends from many, many, many moons ago. Zoom me anytime, since I’m literally not going anywhere.

Along with the technology and social changes, there are a few personal ones. We mock ourselves, joking about the lack of personal grooming. Under lockdown, my upper lip is starting to look as hairy as Old Pablo’s, just down the street. I’m learning that there’s actually more salt than pepper on my head, if you know what I mean. I guess I am virtually unrecognizable, but who cares? Times are different now; I’m a different person and my priorities have changed.

Post-Corona Rafif found on Google Images.
No copyright infringement intended.

How are we relating to each other? Are we becoming more understanding (“she’s on total lockdown and going crazy; this is not the time to ask why she hasn’t finished XX or YY”)? Or more judgmental (“he’s carrying on like there’s no pandemic!”)?

Either way, I believe that how we relate to others during this state of emergency is an indicator of how well we will adjust to “normal” operations. Let’s wait until our respective governments have won their “war against #COVID-19,” the scientists have found a cure or vaccine, and humans have learned to appreciate what they have versus what they want. Then we can take a good look at ourselves and figure out who we want to be going, post-Corona. Maybe we’ll all be unrecognizable.


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Post 11: #Coronavirus and a global perspective

Day 11. We’re chronicling our experiences during the #COVID-19 lockdowns, quarantines, and other restrictions. Join us!

The Upside of COVID-19

Cindy Castellana, Falls Church, VA

I believe we would all agree (at least those of us who do not live on Pennsylvania Avenue) that this whole #COVID-19 thing is pretty serious – and not in a good way.  Recently we have heard about the true nature of the human spirit rising up.

There have been countless stories of people taking care of their neighbors and thinking of those less fortunate. Then there is the seemingly worldwide outpouring of thanks to medical professionals who are stepping up, often at their own risk, to take care of the rest of us.

But how about those who, in the process of going about their everyday jobs, find a way to provide us with a little bit of joy and just put a smile on our faces? For example, there is Adam the Zookeeper at the Melbourne Zoo who used the Giraffe Cam to show us how to bust a move. 

There are those Policia in Spain doing what they can to keep their communities calm and safe. And today I heard that Starbucks is promising to pay their employees for the next 30 days, whether or not they are able to work.

We need these stories to counter the unbelievable things we hear that just make us sit up and say…WOW.

For example, Texas Lt. Gov. Dan Patrick is willing to risk his own life to get the economy moving. He feels that if he is willing to be out amongst his peeps, so should the rest of us. 

I don’t think so. 

Then there is the woman who licked a public toilet seat, hoping to get the Coronavirus so she could build up antibodies and then go on about her life.  I guess she isn’t thinking about the whole I could die from this thing. And, of course there are those folks who partied hardy on the beaches during Spring Break, who are now surprised that they are getting sick with the virus. 

Maybe these are just examples of the natural order of things helping to thin the herd

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Fiction vs Reality

RJD in Beirut, Lebanon

Collecting thoughts these days is tough. Only a month ago, I thought of a dear friend who lives in Milan and it took me a whole month to get in touch and check in on her and her husband.

Upon updating her on life in Lebanon, I came into a realization that was both frightening and surreal. Inasmuch as I was in the act, I was emotionless. Now the deluge of emotions is finally hitting me hard.

After the October Lebanese Revolution, my business suffered. This month, I had to close it down. The week I was calling the finale after 23 years, we were ordered as Lebanese to go into lockdown. Even though I couldn’t say goodbye to my team and clients, the emotional closure, grief, anger, frustration, and helplessness are taking their grip on me and making me feel more down than I ever imagined.

I spent the last few days weeding through paperwork, small items that made my business experience special, packing, discarding and donating…and I stopped a few times in tears. You can’t discard 23 years, a whole career, an identity into boxes and trash piles. I can’t. I wanted to celebrate and embrace the end. The age of Corona has robbed me of that…the Lebanese politics, economy and corruption took that away from me.

True, my anguish is nothing compared to the poor(er) people looking for a piece of bread…nothing considering the people being buried with no one to say goodbye…nothing if you think of war victims…refugees…nothing in light of the world gone amok I say to myself. But it was my world and I need to take a few days to mourn it, I say to myself, I am allowed to grieve.

I am trying to remain real and not imagine that I am living a fiction movie right now. I must hold on. My friend’s words, from Milan, resonated with me all day:

“I’m so sorry my darling …your place will always be the best there ever was! But an end is inevitably a beginning. Beirut….akh! But we must look ahead. Which gets harder as we age. Fail we may, but sail we must! Bhibbek kteeer. Lots of love from your Italia! 😘.”

From Milan

I love you too, ragazza 💜💜💜💜 and I shall sail…

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Shut Down by Coronavirus

Tina F. in Fairfax, VA

As the time passes, I forget what day of the week we’re on and the news sounds a bit repetitive.

I think it was a few days ago that our Governor of Virginia gave us all new directive and instructions to curtail the spread of the Coronavirus. It included the usual list of closures and listed essential establishments to stay open. GUESS WHAT?? Turns out that liquor stores are essential and will remain open. Hallelujah!!!

But that’s not what got me thinking. It was the announcement that all schools in Virginia will remain closed at least until the end of the school year. Within a few minutes parents were posting about how sad it was that their high school seniors’ school year is over. They will not get to experience the right of passage that every privileged high school senior experiences. No Prom, no photos, and no walking across the stage to receive their diploma.

I get it!!! It is a blow. But honestly, I was secretly thinking that this maybe what is needed to curtail all the unnecessary and extravagant rituals that have developed over the years. Those elaborate “Promposals” for a start. They were really getting out of control. Teachers would allow students to “Prompose” during class. The media was plastered with clever ways to get someone to go on a date with you. All this was the beginning of hundreds of dollars’ worth of expenses. There were the tickets, attire, dinners, limousine hires, and photographers. Not to mention the announcement and the block parties and all those monetary gifts. So look on the bright side, think of all the money you will save!

We are facing an unprecedented time of disappointing firsts for most of us. But I think I can help.

I offer my Photoshop expertise. Send me a photo of your high school senior’s face and I will send you a series of photos of them in graduation gowns and prom dresses. ALL THIS FOR $100!

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Even a simple delivery can kill you

RafifJ in Malaga, Spain

Every day of our extended lockdown I learn new realities associated with coronavirus. Today I realized that anything I order for delivery must be sanitized before it enters my home. After I bring it in, I have to sanitize my home all over again. I should probably even take a shower and wash the clothes I was wearing.

You think I’m overreacting? Well, I take precautions – not because I’m paranoid or a hypochondriac – but because my 17-year-old son lives with me. Anything I drag in, he gets.

The sad reality is that we can no longer take for granted our daily routines. Think about the steps you take in performing the simplest of functions – all the things or people you touch, what you eat or drink, how many times you touch your face in between these activities. Try counting them and the numbers might surprise you. In short, every thing or person you touch is potentially going to kill you. A lockdown and proper care can save lives.

A lot of people still think nations and local governments are overreacting. There’s a particular so-called leader (and his sycophants) who wants to save the economy instead of saving lives, and I’m delighted that #NotDying4WallStreet was trending yesterday. Maybe People Power and Twitter Power will turn the tide against the insidious incompetence in the White House.

With the number of cases exceeding 47,000 in Spain (and rising fast), it’s obvious that we can’t be too careful. As numbers rise exponentially in the United States, more people realize now that the problem is not just the economy vs the people; the fundamental problem is the utter lack of leadership in the face of this deadly virus, which claims people of any age, any race, any belief.

COVID-19 is forcing humans to change a lot more than our processes. We’re re-examining our values. Some communities are doing what they can to help one another, learning along the way how to deal with new rules in an increasingly virtual world. Other groups – well, let’s just say that this deadly pandemic is exposing more than just our immune systems – it’s highlighting the greed and corruption at some of the highest levels of the very governments elected to protect us.

So I’m #NotDying4WallStreet; neither should you.

#StayHome #StaySafe and #WashYourDamnHands.

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Post 10: #Coronavirus and a global perspective

Here’s our installment for Day 10. We’re chronicling our experiences during the #COVID-19 lockdowns, quarantines, and other restrictions.

This too shall pass

RafifJ in #Malaga

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Seriously, though. Last night a friend sent me a meaningful message, one that I’ve been tossing around in my head and my heart all day today. With his permission, I am sharing what he feels #coronavirus is really doing to the world.

I’d love to get your thoughts on this.


Coronavirus is reminding us…

  1. …that we are all equal, regardless of our culture, religion, occupation, financial situation, or how famous we are. This disease treats us all equally – perhaps we should too. If you don’t believe me, just ask Tom Hanks.
  2. …that we are all connected and something that affects one person has an effect on another. It is reminding us that the false borders that we have put up have little value as this virus does not need a passport. By oppressing us for a short time, it reminds us of those in this world whose whole life is spent in oppression. It reminds us of Children of Adam, inscribed at the entrance of the United Nations’ entrance in New York.
  3. …how precious our health is and how we have neglected it by eating nutrient poor manufactured food and drinking water that is contaminated with chemicals upon chemicals. If we don’t look after our health, we will, of course, get sick.
  4. …of the shortness of life and what is most important for us to do, which is to help each other, especially those who are old or sick. Our purpose is not to buy toilet paper.
  5. …how materialistic our society has become and how, when in times of difficulty, we remember that it’s the essentials that we need (food, water, medicine) as opposed to the luxuries that we sometimes unnecessarily give value to.
  6. …how important our family and home life is and how much we have neglected this. It is forcing us back into our houses so we can rebuild our home and strengthen our family unit.
  7. …our true work is not our job – that is what we do, not what we were created to do. Our true work is to look after each other, protect each other, and be of benefit to one another.
  8. …to keep our egos in check. No matter how great we think we are or how great others think we are, a virus can bring our world to a standstill.
  9. …the power of free will is in our hands. We can choose to cooperate and help each other, to share, to give, to help and to support each other or we can choose to be selfish, to hoard, to look after only our self. Indeed, it is difficulties that bring out our true colors.
  10. …We can be patient, or we can panic. We can understand that this type of situation has happened many times in history and will pass. Or we can panic and see it as the end of the world and, consequently, cause ourselves more harm than good.
  11. ..This can either be an end or a new beginning. This can be a time of reflection and understanding, where we learn from our mistakes. Or it can be the start of a cycle that will continue until we finally learn the lesson we are meant to learn.
  12. …that this Earth is sick. It is reminding us that we need to look at the rate of deforestation just as urgently as we look at the speed at which toilet rolls disappear off shelves. We are sick because our home is sick.
  13. …that after every difficulty, there is always ease. Life is cyclical, and this is just a phase in this great cycle. We do not need to panic; this too shall pass.

Children of Adam
Human beings are members of one another,
since in their creation they are of one essence.
When the conditions of the time brings a member (limb) to pain,
the other members (limbs) will suffer from discomfort.”

Sadi of Shiraz, 13th century Persian poet
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Corona etiquette during lockdown

RJD in Beirut

So we’ve all stopped shaking hands, kissing each other when we run into each other, and are wearing gloves and masks. That’s our external new etiquette.

What about personal etiquette?

Retrieved from aljazeera.com
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Today, I noticed that I am starting to cut corners on some things and I reprimanded myself. From now on, if I don’t stick to my new routine and follow up on my To-Dos, I will have to “punish” myself. No Digestives with tea at 5 pm, or I will have to do one more set of push ups…that is my way of keeping tabs and ensuring I don’t fall into a “depression” or “rut.”

No, you can’t not brush and floss your teeth after every meal. No, you can’t stay in your pajamas all day. No, you can’t not brush your hair. No, you can’t not shower daily. No, you can’t grow your eyebrow hairs and chin hairs. No, you can’t grow your armpit and leg hair. No, you can’t watch series all day. No, you can’t eat at midnight. No, you can’t not exercise or be active. No, you can’t procrastinate.

No.

We must have a semblance of a normal routine. Otherwise we will allow ourselves to go into a depression and become socially introverted. What will happen when the day comes to be released back into the “animal farm!”

What are your plans? Share your thoughts so we can all support one another in keeping up with a semblance of normalcy.

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I say a little prayer for you

Tina F. in Fairfax, VA

Today I’m thinking about all the people separated from their families by this pandemic.

I think of my parents in the United Kingdom who have been ordered to stay home for 4 months. They really weren’t going anywhere because my father is 88 and unable to walk. He has been housebound for months anyway. My 83-year-old mother has been caring for him along with caregivers who come to the house.

I was lucky to have visited them in the UK just in the knick of time. I’ve been back only 1 week and so much has changed in that time.  I keep hearing that this is only a fraction of what is to happen. Doomsday is still coming.

Enjoying “upper” facetime with Dad!

I don’t care about myself really. I care about the elderly, the lonely, the sick, and especially those who are separated from loved ones.

My saving grace is the FaceTime app on the iPhone. I can see my parents and tell them I love them.

Today I say a special prayer to families around the globe who are unable to get together to celebrate weddings, birthdays, or family reunions, to name a few. 

I pray for this to be over and that you are able to hug one another soon.

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Grrr!

Sunny, Global Cowgirl®, in Frederick, MD

I’m miffed. Enough is enough with lockdowns and fear-mongering about the virus.

Looking at the beaches in California over the weekend made me mad. Why do they get to run around like free-range chickens, and I can’t go to my hairstylist for color? How can any government official think a woman getting her hair cut and colored isn’t an essential service?

clipground.com
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Do officials have any idea what the state of our nation will be in if 50% of our population is forced to wear baseball caps because of the state of our hair??! Men, do you really want to be sequestered with a woman who can’t get her hair done and is forced to walk around looking like the dog’s breakfast? Every time she looks in mirror, get ready for her wrath, because someone’s gotta be the kicking post for her misery.

And let’s just look at the “science” in this. Where would a woman be safer than at her hair stylist’s, where the hair dye chemicals being used on our hair would cause any virus to choke and immediately croak?

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