In times of troubles one can observe true
nature of people. As an only child I was shielded, perhaps too much; no reason
to question example of my parents based on the message proclaimed by all
prophets with one voice - ‘love your neighbour’. More and more I see that
‘our Christianity’ runs according to rule, ‘take advantage of your
neighbour, take revenge on your neighbour’.
Some authorities quickly adjusted to
the Virus, making all efforts to help the most vulnerable. Some keep functioning
under the well-rehearsed habit ‘me first’.
Everyone ought to contribute by their
expertise, leaders should lead, innovators innovate.
Most masks give no
protection against aggressive Virus entering body by way of lungs and eyes.
There are too many glaring gaps with high-velocity entering points.
Efficient masks with matching goggles
must not touch face because any contact with the face by the middle part
lessens the efficiency of the seal on periphery.
If, from the first moment of the
epidemic the authorities would concentrate on mass production of good protection
gear half of the dead would be still with us. Who is to be blamed? It is the failure
of educational system to teach logic and common sense right from kindergarten
level. To include word 'discipline' in local dictionary. It would result in more civilized world, but not appreciated by the big
business who could not sell easily snake oil to smart public.
Our society seem to be in a symbiotic relationship; hyenas by
Speaking of education,
present efforts are focused on business, abandoning the arts and culture. Culture
is supported only if it promises profit. Some 'culture' indeed generates
ungodly profits, sometimes it is cleverly hidden
under mantle of patriotism. No Muses are involved, phoney
emotions, no respect for ancestral values above superficial.
When my parents took me to see an opera I was bored,
complained, "they were just standing there and singing". Many years
later my soul was awakened by the 'Three Tenors in Carracalla", seeing how
they sang their hearts out. From this
point on my life is different. Classical and Folk keep me alive.
There must be some shock I believe to digest poetry,
especially. My advice is to listen to your heart, not self-appointed
experts, who, without interruption, think money.