Posted On: Saturday - January 30th 2021 11:14PM MST
In Topics:   General Stupidity  Music
There are 4 or 5 other posts I was thinking of putting up for the end of the Peak Stupidity week. My mind got interrupted by some additional disturbing Kung Flu Panicfest shit that my wife passed on to me as I'd just gotten back from a fun trip out of town with some friends.
It seems even the local park is not a stupid-free zone anymore. (I never saw any flyers about a meeting!) A set of parents we both know, the Mom friendlier than the Dad, have 2 kids, the oldest who plays with ours and the rest of the fun park crowd most days. That kid* has been forced to wear a face mask for a couple of weeks now. I'd heard his Dad chide him about it a while back, and now the Mom was told to do the same ("told" is what I think, since she was in no way a panicker even 2 months back).
Now, since I was gone and my wife was out there, she was told that I seem to be under the impression that this Kung Flu is not real, and our kid should be wearing a face mask too. Well, with my not being there to defend myself, I didn't have a chance to tell the other Mom that, yeah, I agree there's this virus, but we all know that the kids are not vulnerable and they've been playing close together for 6 months now. Whatever they may have in their systems, germ-wise, has already spread around the group.
Do these people even remember the common cold and the flu, and how this works? They seem to have forgotten all common sense regarding infectious disease. They have lost all perspective about this.
When I hear this from people I know pretty well, I really have to sit there for a few minutes (luckily I was sitting down at home) and think "hey, am I missing something? Many of these people think I'm the crazy one about this, not caring about this most important Kung Flu." It's an unnerving feeling, thinking that maybe I'm the nutty one here. That only lasts for about 10 seconds though, as my perspective kicks in.
It's just the World's Gone Crazy cotillion here.
This one, co-written with Shel Silverstein, is from Waylon's 1979 album What Goes Around Comes Around.
It's the world's gone crazy cotillion.
The ladies are dancin' alone.
Side men all want to be front men,
and the front men all want to go home.
The meek they ain't inheirited nothin'.
The leaders are fallin' behind.
So I'm singin' my song to the deaf man
and dancin' my dance to the blind.
Nope, my boy ain't wearin' a face diaper to the park. Those parents can take their stupid elsewhere where it sells better. So I don't have to hear about it, I guess I'll sit or stand WAY WAY FAR away from the Crazy Cotillion, throwing the frisbee or writing blog posts.
PS: That Dad is a hard core lefty. Mr. E.H. Hail has noted that this panic/anti-panic divide does not fall along traditional American political dividing lines. I think crazy still does.
* The younger of the 2, about 2 1/2 years old, gets around the playground some of the time, with no mask on, which is somehow different. OK, he won't wear it because he's too little and it's cruelty, but how does this fit in with the narrative of the Panicfest, in that we're dealing with Black Plague 2.0 here? Shouldn't he be at home, though, in that case?