It had been weeks of drinking water and tea and I wanted something different.
Maybe wanted wasn’t quite right: I needed a drink.
If you know what I mean.
There were so many great options out there, and that is not necessarily the issue. Nor is it the issue that the drive would be too far, or that they did not have carry-out options. In fact, two of my favorite places had that very option, with aluminum 32 oz. Crowlers that I could take home and pour into glasses.
While the coastal cities of the United States are getting hit hard by coronavirus, me in my little Texas city could afford to go out there and get something. In fact, this evening I will be doing just that by getting curbside delivery from Central Market.
But I could not bring myself to do it. Even though the chances were slim that person-to-person interaction would be very low while buying what I needed, still the chances were there.
In fact, while I haven’t gotten close to another person for two and a half weeks, I could not in good conscience say that about the person I was buying from, who as a service worker, even practicing good hygiene and taking pains to disinfect, would likely either have the virus himself, or would have interacted with somebody who does have the virus.
This asymmetric thinking, where I assumed that since I was taking care of myself it meant that other people were also practicing perfect social distancing, scared me a little. It proved to me that all my thinking and reading can still produce stupid outcomes. And all for a drink.
If I do go out, it will be for essentials only. Doing that is not just for me, but for my wife, and those close by. Whether we have it or not, we still have to treat the world as if it is out there.
In any other point in history, this would seem insane, and honestly someone reading this might feel it insane now. But the difference in sensing that it is insane is that here, during a global pandemic, it pays better for your health to be thought of as insane than to run the risk of getting sick.
Isn’t that weird?
All throughout history, there were the jesters and insane people of the world, who, yea, they were crazy. But sometimes they would speak truth to power against kings and courts in a way that empowered them among the poor.
But now? Now being crazy is a leg up.
Let’s hope we don’t get used to that.