I’m afraid I’ve got some bad news for you. I’m going to die. And so are you. And your best friend, and your spouse, and sadly, even your kids. It’s going to happen sooner or later. We can’t avoid it. But we can make the most of whatever time we have left here on earth.
In the last two days I’ve received half a dozen or more e-mails and blog comments from people worried about the Zika virus and a couple of young thugs who the media have dubbed a modern day Bonnie and Clyde who are supposedly heading for Florida after a crime spree in Alabama and Georgia.
No, I don’t pay attention to nonsense like that. Wasn’t Ebola going to kill us all last year? So far I’m still looking at the grass from the top side, not the bottom.
As for the criminal couple, I’ve dealt with some serious bad guys in my time, so a pair of young punks like that don’t concern me. And trust me, I’ve got more of anything they might have with them if they come knocking on my door, and I have enough training and real world experience to know how to use it. And mine’s bigger, too!
One couple wrote to say that due to Zika they are leaving Florida to go somewhere safe? What’s safe? They have much more chance of dying in a traffic accident on their way to whatever safe haven they choose than of being infected by Zika.
I spent over 30 years in the newspaper business running small town newspapers in the Pacific Northwest and in Arizona. In that time I saw hundreds of doomsday news releases come across my desk, and 99.9% of them are over-reported and over dramatized.
Back in the early 1980s they were predicting that most of western Oregon and Washington was going to fall into the Pacific Ocean as soon as the “big one” hit. I owned a string of small town newspapers along the coast back then and had friends trying to selling their homes for whatever they could get out of them and quitting jobs and moving inland to where it was safe.
Guess what? The “big one” never hit and eventually life returned to normal. We never heard about it again until last summer when we were on the Oregon coast. Now suddenly it’s a huge issue again.
Yes, it MAY happen. Yes, Zika may kill me. Or maybe a drunk driver or some kid texting instead of paying attention to the road. Or I may die in my sleep on my 100th birthday. Or tonight. I’m too busy enjoying life to give any of it a lot of thought.
According to the prognosticators, all any of us can do is sit on the floor, pull our knees up over our heads and kiss our butts goodbye! In the meantime, just relax and enjoy life. You’ll live longer.
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Thought For The Day – Don’t put the key to your happiness in someone else’s pocket.