#QuarantinedThoughts — Yo-Yo Diets and Basketball

I have very little faith in humanity these days. Not that I’ve always been such a pessimist, perhaps it’s just old age. Or maybe is watching dumb kids go to the park and play basketball.

Sure, it’s only a recent development that this became a dumb thing to do. It used to be such a healthy, desirable activity. I can still remember those days. But those were very different times. When I didn’t spend several minutes in the morning listening to my neighbors coughing from across the fence and wondering whether it’s just smoker’s lungs or whether they’ve got the bug.

But whether or not we personally get lucky (either by avoiding catching the plague until they find a vaccine or catching it and recovering quickly) I am quite certain the virus will have its fill of death and devastation before this is over, because, as a species, we’re really not very clever at all.

And Easter will prove that. Across many of the current hot spots (U.S., The United Kingdom, Europe) this is a time when we’re starting to get nice weather, and many of us have it in our minds that it’s a holiday (never mind if we’ve been off work or school for weeks, that doesn’t count) and the itch to just sod it all and have a bit of good o’l fun is mighty powerful.