COVID-19 is here and with all the posturing and arrogance presented by people who think that they’re the dogs’ balls and the bees’ knees, it has taught us that life doesn’t discriminate between rich and poor, Caucasian, Asian or anyone else.
Humans do.
It is also true that being under stress brings a person’s true personality to the fore.
For the most part, leaders are leading and taking advice from the experts. Medical personnel, careworkers, the police force, the army, and retailers of essentials (and their employees) are doing a fine job safeguarding us and our countries. Teachers (in Malta) are offering to give lessons online for free — schools here are closed until after the Easter holidays. Some landlords are slashing the rent as much as they can and for as long as they can.
Let’s not delve too deep here in the intricacies of the matter, because there’s enough yuckiness going around already, and in any case I am not qualified in epidemiology to give a medical opinion. It does, however, take very little to discern people’s qualities under stress, or their lack thereof; to realise who is going to hoard all the loo paper, which will be enough for their children’s grandchildren, and who is going to buy crisps and chocolate before the essentials (that’s me, I’m afraid. Chocolate, not toilet paper).
