… as we know it,
And I feel, eh, OK.
Wildfires in Myrtle Beach! Record-setting temperatures in Northeast Ohio! Mexican swine flu invasion! Air Force One triggering panic in New York City! Birds! Snakes! Aeroplanes! Excessive use of exclamation points!
Yup, these are heady times for gloom-and-doomers, what with disaster lurking at every corner, the economy in the dumps, a land war in Asia (and another Mess-opotamia in the Mideast) and whatever other malady you care to throw in.
Maybe you’ve noticed. Maybe you haven’t. But no matter how cataclysmic events might be for you or for somebody or something, for much of the world it’s business as usual. Life goes on. The world turns, the sun burns, time passes with or without you.
I forget who said this, but he/she made an excellent point: This whole Save the Earth thing is mislabeled. Planet Earth will in all likelihood be just fine no matter how badly we mismanage our resources. We might perish. All life on this planet could perish. We could turn the entire surface of the planet into a barren wasteland. But the planet will be just fine.
It’s not as catchy, but maybe we ought to call next April 22 “Life on Earth Day” for a more accurate portrayal of the real issues at hand.
But I digress. The recent burst of minor catastrophes has bumped the buzz about President Obama’s first 100 days to the back burner, which might be where it belongs anyway. Polls show that four out of five dentists approve. That fifth dentist is still really cheesed about the November election results.
Still, every time I hear a talking head jabber on about possible pandemic from the swine flu, I have to roll my eyes. Maybe it will happen. Maybe it won’t. Either way, there isn’t a whole lot we can do to stop it. Tens of thousands of people die every year from influenza, of piggish origin or not.
The very young, the very old and folk with compromised immune systems are vulnerable. Most of us who catch the flu will feel like crap for a few days, be feverish, achy and sneezy, but otherwise will recover. Take some commonsense (oxymoron, anyone?) measures to prevent or at least reduce the spread: Wash your hands, cover your mouth, wash your hands, stay home if you’re sick, wash your hands, and for God’s sake, wash your hands.
And, please, stop sneezing on my wife at Macy’s.