I wonder if, at some point in the future, historians will use “BC” and “AC” to refer to “Before COVID-19” and “After COVID-19.”
My blog buddy, Rory, over at A Guy Called Bloke, posed two interesting questions today.
Who will you be after C19 Lockdown?
Will your old life still be your new life?
So who will I be in the “After Times” once this whole ordeal is over? I will still be me, but likely an even more cynical version of myself. I will be cynical when it comes to my belief that, when push comes to shove, our government and our leaders will rise to the occasion and will do everything they can do to protect the citizens of the country. In the face of this pandemic, Donald Trump and his administration have failed miserably to adequately recognize and respond to this health crisis. And what little they are doing seems to further demonstrate how inept they are at managing anything, much less an effective response to a pandemic.
Will my old life still be my new life? I hope so. That said, though, I will no longer take for granted that I live in the land of plenty and that I can run out to the grocery store and find a virtually unlimited supply of food and household good, including toilet paper, for crissake. I will not take for granted the ability to spend up close and personal time with family and friends, whether at their homes or at mine. I will no longer take for granted being able to go out to see a movie, a live show, or a concert.
I honestly never thought anything like this could happen in the United States in the 21st century. But it has. And we will all, in some way, large or small, be different in the after times.