The Rams game, and some others, have been rescheduled due to contagion outbreaks.
There’s a sentence that wasn’t in the offing two years ago.
Like most people I immediately cried “foul!” when I heard the news. Even though my team was a beneficiary of this sudden diversion from perceived instituted policy I still thought (and think) that the best course of action is generally the consistent one. My understanding of the existing NFL policy was that teams that cannot field a squad because of contagion outbreak would have to forfeit.
But I was wrong.
The wording, lo those many months ago, was precisely this: “if a game cannot be played due to an outbreak among unvaccinated players/staff this season – and the NFL cannot find a suitable date to reschedule [within the 18-week season] – the team responsible will forfeit.”
The Rams are vaccinated. Tuesday is a suitable date within the season. All is fair. Let’s play ball.
Incidentally, I suddenly feel ill on Tuesday around 3:30 in the afternoon. If someone could call my boss?
But here we are, in the throes of – what is this – the 5th wave? The pandemic persists, as I mentioned before. Because it’s a smart virus with great adaptability just as we humans are relatively smart (with some exceptions) and adaptable ourselves (with some exceptions). The reason we have become, and will remain, the dominant species on the planet for centuries to come (barring catastrophe) is because of those very traits: intelligence and pliability. Also, according to Harari, we form well in herds, work together amenably to destroy our common foes. Like dodoes. Or Neanderthals. Or Matt Lauer.
The same holds true for humanity’s battle with Covid-19, that once-in-a-century pandemic that came and saw and kicked our ass, temporarily. It changed the rules of the game, as big, troublesome invaders are wont to do. Made us pause, rethink some strategies, reschedule events. Isolate. Mask up. Vaccinate.
It was the vaccination that was the big breakthrough, and at a breakneck pace. Virus strikes. Man adapts. And now, the world is safer than it was two years ago despite the recent evolution of the strain. Omicron, and all that it entails. We’re still losing 7000 people a day to this attack worldwide (1500 or so in America). It’s still a thing. But it’s far more a thing for the unvaccinated who choose their fate and take their chances. That is their right.
I’ve never been one for the mandates, though I toyed with the thought that perhaps we should enforce a vaccination rule for air travel for a bit. But there’s ample evidence that the filtration system in airplanes helps to keep the aerosolic nature of the spread at bay and – besides – it just seemed wrong. Sometimes what it seems is more important. I also imposed a mask mandate for those entering my store for a season – which is my right – but it quickly became untenable. Undesirable. Against my business model, honestly. I like the strong recommendation better.
Although I must admit there was a part of me that enjoyed showing antagonistic patrons the door. But, honestly, I don’t need a mandate, a mask, or a contagion to do that. That part, for me, comes naturally.
I think we’re near the end. I might be wrong, but I think the latest variant is showing us what comes next. Easily transmissible. Mostly mild, particularly for the vaccinated or otherwise resistant. Dangerous to some, particularly the unvaccinated or immunocompromised. So, my advice is this:
Get vaccinated, if you haven’t. Get boosted if it’s been a bit since your first defense. Take extra precautions if you are in the high-risk category. Know if you are. Don’t panic. And if you’re in charge out there, lighten up. This might be a hard winter, but we will face it. Together. Like humans do.
This one was bad, as bad as any has been in a century. It’s a real, biologic Y2K. But the light at the end of the tunnel is evident. Let’s get back to it and build it all back better, to coin a worthy phrase.
This was not the end of the world.
We have climate change for that. 😉