Silver linings are all around. The end of handshake culture, reinforcement of proper sanitary habits, cancellation of MLB baseball games, a dating freeze. A real social awakening, you stay away from me, I stay away from you. Young people all over America are cheering school closings. No word on prorated tuition rebates, but it seems a legitimate request considering circumstances.
The political finger pointers know of nothing else to do but point at their opponents, tacky or not. They pounce like buzzards going after roadkill, they stir it up, they slither under the notion of leadership. They lead nothing but the panic. The classless class, the manipulators, the dumb, the scarecrowers. May the crows shit upon them.
This is no high horse, it is the low horse for sure. From the observation basement, from the middle of the fight, from the hunker down bunker, from the wine cellar. Remote, but alive and reporting the stories. Sheltering, distancing, unsocializing, stocking, disinfecting, listening, learning. No coughing, or coffin, yet.