So, what is the end of this going to look like?
I mean, I know what we鈥檒l be doing when our self-isolation ends; I鈥檒l head out shopping (safely) to restock our depleted refrigerator and pick up the Sweet Georgia Brown cake we ordered online from Rocky Point Ice Cream as a celebration of our soon-to-be (somewhat) liberation.聽
But when the health authorities give all of us the all-clear, somewhere down the road, will there be a Hollywood-style cathartic moment of celebration the likes of which we haven鈥檛 seen since the last Roland Emmerich disaster movie? (I know, I know, all of his movies are artistic disasters, but that鈥檚 what makes them guilty pleasures.)
Will we be granted a national holiday to celebrate the medical professionals who helped us all get through this with their guidance and expertise, as well as the day-to-day workers who drive truck, stock groceries and check them out for us, deliver food and parcels, keep the telecommunications systems humming, the water running and the lights on 鈥� all those heroines and heroes who鈥檝e helped prevent this experience from devolving into dystopia?
Or will normalcy return slowly, layer by layer?
And, as it does, will we take it for granted again? Will we stop and reflect on the lessons learned, the fragility of our society and economies, or just forge on as we always have, chasing material goods, profits, more, more, more?
Some articles I鈥檝e read say this pandemic should serve as a wake-up call, that we鈥檝e been skirting disaster for so long, it was bound to catch us at some point. Or maybe it was just an anomaly, a blip in the human continuum that will be footnoted in the annals of history and become a trivia question on Jeopardy 2130:聽
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I was hoping we could invite some friends to share our ice cream cake, renew acquaintances.
Then my wife reminded me鈥�
Oh well, more ice cream cake for us!
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