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Patience is a virtue

I am in self isolation, not because of the virus but because damaged ribs pretty much stop you from doing anything physical and anyone who knows me also knows that forced rest is not my cup of tea at all.  I decided to go out and walk a bit further each day and I think it does me good and even if it doesn't it makes me feel virtuous.

So the virus is only killing off people like me, now officially termed elderly if you are over 60.  What happened to 60 being the new middle aged?  I remember watching a film years ago when I was in my 20's.  It was science fiction but fairly scary to watch as at the age of 30, you get annihilated.  Well they let us go on a bit longer now but clearly nature has decided that going on too long is a bad idea so it has carefully selected the upper ages, shall we say, to get rid of.  I can't actually complain about this, although I would rather not be one of them, because no-one wants to see children getting sick.  The way the virus is galloping through the world there seems little chance of not getting it, however often you wash your hands so it comes down to natural selection.

Clearly Trump thinks he is not only above the law but above the rest of the normal human beings who occupy this world.  He is in his 70's, so vulnerable, but he says he will continue to shake peoples' hands and to hold rallies.  I am sure he is protected at his rallies, up on stage, away from his adoring crowds but what about them?  He doesn't care.  I am sure the sycophants that surround him have assured him that he is above natural selection.   I just want to see him suffer the indignity of being voted out of office in November.   Cheer up!  Spring is round the corner.  I saw the blossom on the trees this morning, daffodils and buttercups and soon the cuckoo will drive us mad with its incessant cuckooing until about June.

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