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All movie nerds have their favorite genres. Me, I lean toward 1950s sci-fi and historical dramas, particularly sword-and-sandals epics such as “Spartacus,” “Quo Vidas” and “Gladiator.”
But now whenever I watch a kissing scene from “Samson and Delilah,” or an outlaw in a clinch with a saloon gal in some dusty western, all I can think is:
“Yeesh. When’s the last time they had a bath?”
The coronavirus has horned in on everything, even our entertainment, which is supposed to be an escape.
America, the country which invented the five-second rule, seed-spitting contests and mud wrestling, now has become a place where you have a better chance of finding a unicorn, than a canister of Clorox Wipes.
People who can’t tell a Bunsen burner from a leg lamp, suddenly have become armchair experts on epidemiology and infectious disease.
We’ve gone all Michael Jackson, trussed up in face masks and gloves, though neither are cure-alls for what we’re up against.
But it makes us feel better to do something, right?
Do you find yourself catching your breath at the sight of large gatherings of unmasked people? Does the thought of someone coughing or sneezing near you make you want to break into a run?
Have you counted the rolls of toilet paper you have left?
You aren’t alone. It only means you’ve joined the growing ranks of germaphobes.
Being a clean freak has gone from being mildly amusing and quirky, to aspirational.
“War of the Worlds”
Recently, when the president mistakenly suggested possibly injecting disinfectants to kill the coronavirus, most of the country was aghast, but you can bet there was a contingent of folks who thought “Hmm ...”
It shouldn’t have to be said: Don’t do it.
The irony of being germaphobic is exposure to bacteria and germs is what often saves us. It might not match our modern, play-date sensibilities, but a kid playing outside, getting grubby and smelling like the outdoors is a good thing.
But viruses aren’t just germs, they’re dangerous parasites. Ten years ago, H1N1 influenza killed 12,500 Americans. COVID-19 has killed 85,000 of us in just four months.
We can only hope the solution to this pandemic is not unlike H.G. Wells’ “War of the Worlds,” in which killer aliens were impervious to guns and bombs. The monsters finally were undone by something as simple as, well, you know.
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