Common Sense or a Lack Thereof

In a post from earlier this week, Di, over at Pensitivity101, wrote, “Common sense seems to have gone out of the window.” That, my friends, is an understatement.

Take, for example the case of a woman who was angry that the dining area at a McDonald’s was closed due to the restrictions in place to curb the spread of the coronavirus. So what did she do to express her anger? She took out her gun and opened fire, wounding three McDonald’s employees. I mean talk about a lack of common sense. What was this woman thinking when she decided to eat at a McDonald’s? That food will kill you!

But seriously folks, what the hell is going on inside people’s heads?Virus Outbreak OhioHeavily armed protesters are crowded together, few wearing masks, at state houses all across the country wanting to open things up again, and carrying around stupid signs like these.DAD41AED-F69A-424C-8EDE-0D0863158C6DDo they want to get sick and possibly die in the name of “freedom” and “liberty” in order to mingle, go to tattoo parlors, and dine-in at restaurants?

I’m not a person of faith, at least not in the religious or spiritual sense. But I’ve always had faith in my country. I’ve always felt that, for the most part, America was a good country to live in and that most Americans, outside of the extremes on both the far right and far left, displayed at least a modicum of common sense and a shared sense of common interests. That’s not to say that I thought of the United States as perfect or its citizens as exemplary. To believe that would be naive and stupid.

But recent history has proved me wrong about the nature of my country and its people. My faith in America is now gone and I’m feeling a profound sense of loss. There seems to be an  inherent madness in Americans. A madness based on our willingness to believe in whatever fiction best comforts us — or enrages us. In the face of overwhelming uncertainty, we desperately seek some ground to stand on, even if that ground does not actually exist.

But I guess we Americans got what we deserved. We elected a reality show TV host as president, one who likes to pretend to be the country’s leader but has no idea how to actually lead a country.

So you’re right, Di, common sense seems to, indeed, have gone out of the window.

SoCS — Spelunking We Will Go — Or Not

728881FC-90C3-401A-B226-7745CC29D144“Hey Jack, Sarah and I are going spelunking this weekend,” Ed said. “Do you think you and Donna might want to join us?”

“Spelunking? What the hell is spelunking?” Jack asked.

“It’s exploring caves and underground caverns,” Ed said.

“Cool,” Jack said. “I remember my parents taking me to Luray Caverns in Virginia when I was a kid. It was a huge cave with, whaddya call ‘em, stalactites and stalagmites and shit like that. Yeah, that sounds like fun. I’m in.”

“Well, this isn’t exactly the same thing, buddy,” Ed said. “The caves we visit aren’t show caves like Luray. They’re not the huge, well-lighted caves that you can stand up and walk through. They’re smaller caves with tight passages that you climb, squeeze, and crawl your way through. In spelunking, you usually wear overalls and a hard hat with a headlamp on it and you never know what you’ll find around each corner. You may come across interesting rock formations, underground streams, waterfalls, canyons, and cave bats.”

“Bats? You mean like flying rats?” Jack said. “You know, Ed, I’d love to go spelunking with you and Sarah in those caves, I really would. But I just remembered that Donna said something about visiting her parents this weekend.”

Ed gave Jack a knowing smile. “Yeah, sure, buddy, I understand. Be sure and say hello to Donna’s folks for me. Maybe the two of you are free next weekend to try skydiving with us.”

“Um, yeah, sounds good, Ed,” Jack said, a nervous tone in his voice. “I’ll discuss it with Donna and get back to you on that.”


Written for the Stream of Consciousness Saturday prompt from Linda G. Hill, where we are instructed to use the word “cave” as a noun or a verb.”

FOWC with Fandango — Empty

FOWCWelcome to May 9, 2020 and to Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (aka, FOWC). It’s designed to fill the void after WordPress bailed on its daily one-word prompt.

I will be posting each day’s word just after midnight Pacific Time (US).

Today’s word is “empty.”

Write a post using that word. It can be prose, poetry, fiction, non-fiction. It can be any length. It can be just a picture or a drawing if you want. No holds barred, so to speak.

Once you are done, tag your post with #FOWC and create a pingback to this post if you are on WordPress. Or you can simply include a link to your post in the comments.

The issue with pingbacks not showing up seems to have been resolved, but you might check to confirm that your pingback is there. If not, please manually add your link in the comments.

And be sure to read the posts of other bloggers who respond to this prompt. You will marvel at their creativity.