Complain much?

A typical phone conversation with me usually went like this:

“How are you doing?”

“Can’t complain.”

I’ve recently changed the response to: “Won’t complain”.

Why? You ask.

Well… I realised saying you can’t complain suggests you want to but for some reason can’t. Also, if, and when, you do complain, you sign a non-verbal agreement to listen to the asker’s complaint/s. This typically ends up with each one feeling their problems are bigger and more serious in comparison to the other’s – much like penis-envy, but the other way around. Not sure that makes sense. But… you get what I’m saying.

Not really a New Year’s resolution. And thus far, my response of “won’t complain” has me delighted at their response. Might even constitute the innards of another blog entry some day.

A whole non-year

It’s scary. It’s challenging. But most of all, it’s anathema to us humans. Regardless, our collective dislike for being pushed into this helplessness doesn’t let us overcome the situation sensibly. The collective is still intent on trying to make a desperately hobbled economy stand on its head and spin like a top.

If there have been some lessons learnt, why aren’t they being utilised to push the cart and still work? Since the beginning of the lockdown, we have learned how to work (and study) long distance and stay safe. So why the rush in trying to get out of the house endangering more lives? Because, that is precisely what is happening. The numbers of Covid-19 cases have multiplied and fatalities have increased.

Stepping out, even for bare essentials, has become a big challenge now. Could this outcome have been better addressed by having stricter measures in place and keeping them stet for a longer period of time?

Maybe things have to get worse before they get any better. Here’s to hoping for safety, health and peace for everyone.