These are rough times…

These are rough times…

 

I understand we have to be careful.  I understand that there has to be some rules of sorts.. Rules is too strong of a word for what I want..  Policies? Maybe.

GUIDELINES.. that is the word I need. Guidelines!!

 

Without guidelines, we don’t have as much structure. And right now we NEED structure.  The wearing of mask is guidelines.  It is a way of helping tone down the viruses.  Yet people fight it. It is like we are asking them to wear a 50 pound armor.  And worse off, is the ones who shame others for wearing the mask, or not wearing the mask.

 

I have to wonder about the ones who get on Facebook and put down a company that has people at the door, telling them .. no mask.. no entry.  Screaming at the top of the world about the injustice of it all. How that business, will never see them at their door again.  THAT THEY HAVE RIGHTS.. They are not going to be told what to do.  Yet, as they stomp across the parking lot and get into their cars, they are putting on their seat belts as they get ready to leave the parking lot.   Were they one of the people who said they would never use seatbelts when it came out as a safety issue?  Do they strap in their babies before they turn on the car?  How is this any different?   The question I have for all of them… WHAT…….IF…….YOU…… ARE…. WRONG? What happens if the mask are the answer?  How much are you willing to bet, take a chance on? What happens when it is some one really close to you… and YOU are the cause?  Are you really willing to take the chance… WHAT…IF….YOU….ARE ….WRONG?