This recent virus experience left me thinking of a song that came
out in 1971 by the 5 Man Electrical Band called ‘Signs’. The part
that stuck to me goes as follows:
Sign, sign, everywhere a sign
Blockin’ out the scenery, breakin’ my mind
Do this, don’t do that, can’t you read the sign?
If this brings back memories, the lyrics to the song can be found
here. Don’t know what history will call this part of our lives down
the road, but it is interesting.
With so much of our country shut down the poor are getting poorer
while the rich don’t seem as affected. Oh sure, the complain by
saying being locked in their mansions is like being in jail, but any
of us who been in jail know that isn’t right.
It’s kind of amusing that our government is trying to save us and
legislate us into poverty. They think they know about the virus and
what’s good for us and living by a different standard themselves. It
is confusing to an old fart like me.
I missed going over to visit Dad for two weeks as the wife was
exposed to the virus at work and waited before going over to see him
again. We had a nice reunion of sorts and enjoyed kicking jokes back
Now I find out he came in contact with someone who tested positive
for Covid-19. At 94 years old he doesn’t get out much and now he has
to go without visitors again. This is getting old.
Let’s open our country back up so those who can, and want to, go
back to work and those of us who pre-existing conditions that could
make things worse if infected, stay home. Don’t know about you but
we want our life back.
Enjoy our Friday as it means we’re one day closer to seeing the
tail end of this pandemic. Now for coffee and a cheeseburger.
Comments are always welcome.