How would you feel if you were diagnosed with lung cancer and your physician lectured you about the cigarettes you used to smoke every time you showed up for chemo? What if your loved one got into a car wreck and all the surgeon wanted to discuss was how stupid it was that he didn’t wear a seatbelt?
I thought about that today as I scanned the news from overseas. There isn’t a morning that goes by without some hurtful, condescending dig at Americans. It’s hard to believe, but finger-wagging articles about our worsening situation are often (still!) accompanied with pictures of Spring Break..as if we somehow deserve our fate.
I have to tell you, I am SO over it.
Yes, I’ll admit to ragging on the thousands of New Yorkers who continue to flee to Florida after being directed to shelter at home. Yes, I have criticized people who went on cruises long after they ever should have. Yes, I too was REALLY, REALLY pissed off at those kids partying on the beach..but you know what?
I’m over it.
Not only is all this anger a fruitless waste of energy, but it is an affront to every single person heading out RIGHT NOW–TODAY to try and save our whiny rear ends from this catastrophe. Like it or not, we are all in this together..we are people.. imperfect people.. people who make good and bad decisions every day. The pain of having Corona drill deep into our lives is excruciating enough without being subjected (or adding) to never-ending critical commentary.
So I’m sorry for the times I indulged in sharp finger pointing from the comfort of my home.
It’s unseemly..especially now..
and I’m going to try real hard not to do that again.