No Place to Hide!

In the not so long ago days of yore we thought we could avoid trouble or catastrophe by avoiding certain places or situations.  Don’t stray into a war zone.  Stay away from mobs.  Get inoculated.  Don’t drink the water.  Make sure the door is locked.

All that doesn’t work any more.  If we move around, can we avoid airports or subways or movie theaters?  If we live normal lives, can we avoid schools or malls or sporting events?  Not a chance.  There’s no place to hide.

Fatalism may be the best antidote.  Hey, since I can get killed or maimed or otherwise harmed at any time in any place, I might as well just go on with my life and not worry about it.  I can’t do anything about it.  Whatever will be will be.  Que sera, sera.

It’s either that or crawl into a cocoon, assume a fetal position and hope that nothing bad happens.  Then, of course, there might be an earthquake.  Oh, well . . .

Have a great day!