Now that the quarantines are being extended until May… I expect they will be extended until Election Day in November so politicians can make full use of confused, panicked voters… the Man-Up shaming has begun. I want to work and play and get fresh air, and that’s crazy talk according to the properly credentialed experts!
This plague marks the first time I’ve ever been called selfish for wanting to do my job. It’s not selfish for the elderly to shut down the entire economy for their personal safety. It’s not selfish for the banksters to get trillions in bailout money because the stock market stopped going up. It’s not selfish for the politicians to claim that their refusal to take preventative measures is irrelevant to their demands that I take drastic measures. But it IS selfish for me to continue earning money & paying taxes by keeping society’s infrastructure intact for another year.
And yes, it’s drastic for me to go without my conveniences. They’re my only reward for cooperating with society at all. See, the Roman Empire didn’t give its people bread and circuses to distract them. The Empire locked its own people out of the halls of power while still being dependent upon their cooperation. In that situation, the people became mercenaries rather than citizens. Citizens will occasionally suffer for the good of their society because they’re a part of that society, but mercenaries? Mercenaries just get paid. You don’t want to be around a mercenary whose monthly check bounced. Ordering him to suck it up for the good of YOUR society (not his society) will make that situation even worse.
Give me my Danegeld, ye who despise my existence yet need my services!
I have no representation in my government. Unwelcome at every church I’ve attended. No woman wanted me. Can’t afford a home because the banksters keep the market values inflated and the immigration spigot wide open. I’m a second-class citizen in my own country by the decree of the State and the voluntary cooperation of every leader in every sector of society. And now, they all want me to confine myself to my room like an inmate, at my expense unlike an inmate, until they say otherwise, for THEIR safety, while I selfishly insist upon earning the food I eat.
I’ve never been so tempted to play with matches.
What’s the big deal, anyway? What makes the Chinavirus any different from the typhus they have in their own City Hall, or the hepatitis rampant in the slums, or the dozens of incurable, disgusting diseases they voluntarily ejaculate into each other’s assholes? I laugh at Jew York having a full one-third of North America’s Chinavirus victims. Look who’s been in bed with the Commie Chinks! California’s Bay Area has way more Chinese people and is half the distance to China yet our troubles are trivial by comparison. (Currently, the score is NYC’s 1,046 deaths [population 8.5M] to Santa Clara County’s 30 [pop. 2M].)
What are the conveniences I demand for my continued participation in society? A paycheck, obviously. Evenings spent with friends over board games. Weekends at the beach getting fresh air and exercise. A gym to keep healthy with. Events like the Scottish Festival and demolition derbies. Tasty food. So unreasonable! If a few hundreds of thousands of old farts need to risk death so I can keep getting those conveniences then… now that I think about it… I am perfectly okay with that. Knowing that that “hundreds of thousands” figure is almost certainly a lie spewed by that Jesuit, Fauci, is mere sauce on my schadenfreude.
I could have been a part of society. I wanted to be part of society. I had much to offer society. But they did not want me and there was nowhere I could go that did want me. Fine, then. I’ll default to being a mercenary.
But mercenaries get paid, Mister Powers That Be, and not in sob stories. Don’t take my conveniences away and don’t expect me to care about YOUR survival beyond the point that I, personally, deem appropriate for my own purposes.