Saturday, April 18, 2020

Yeah, But Not You

I went outside today - because I was forced by responsibility - and I saw I was alone amidst clusters. No one was social distancing. I alone wore a mask until my sister joined me. I saw picnics on the campus grounds and people playing games with balls or discs. And then I saw an elderly woman (probably a nun. There’s a convent across the street.) She wore a mask and when a group of 6 (clustered in a tight mass) approached her on a sidewalk, she moved off the sidewalk and stood in the street while they passed on the sidewalk.

And I recalled, Lebensunwertes Leben “Life Unworthy of Life.” It was a nazi policy: “for the segments of the populace which, according to the Nazi regime of the time had no right to live. ... The term included people with serious medical problems and those considered grossly inferior according to the racial policy of Nazi Germany.”

I’m watching people who do not care if others get sick. "Only old people die from it!" "They're old. They're going to die anyway!" People are willing to risks their parents’ lives, aunts’ and uncles' lives, the lives of babies with chronic illnesses ... hell anyone in the pursuit of pleasure. The aged and the sick are exchangeable and expendable. Let’s trade Aunt Ruthie for a pick-up game of ball. Let’s trade grandpa for a run along the trail. Let’s trade cancer victims for a drunk.

Well, we justified ourselves and judged we could kill people before they were born and we could kill people as they were dying. 

And now all others are judged unworthy of life in the quest of hedonism.

Extreme? I'm being extreme? End the policy of #StayatHome and start playing the game: Six Degrees of Death or How Many in Your Family Are Dead?