A Tale of Two Diseases

As we stumble into the end of the winter of our discontent, this April 2020, I am at the point of feeling rather dejected as I follow the media, listen to the experts and authorities. The people around me, my community and country, seem compelled by them, controlled by them, into participating in a slow-motion population suicide.

I am observing a global telephone game. Even people that I wouldn’t expect seem to want to play. I can still remember the first time I played the telephone game in fifth grade. The teacher put the entire class in a circle that pushed out to the perimeter of the…