The moment I got my first vaccine shot, I started thinking of the coronavirus the way I think of scurvy-something from a long-ago time that can no longer hurt me, something that mainly pirates get. I still browse the dailies, skipping over the stories about Covid, as I am finished with all that as well. It’s so freeing, no longer listening to political podcasts-no longer being enraged. You don’t need to tell me about your job, I always think.
When the new President speaks, I feel the way I do on a plane when the pilot announces that after reaching our cruising altitude he will head due north, or take a left at Lake Erie. It was exhausting, and the moment that Joe Biden was sworn into office I let it all go. To be less than vigilant was to fall behind, and was there anything worse than not knowing what Stephen Miller just said about Wisconsin? My friend Mike likened this constant monitoring to having a second job. When Trump was President, I started every morning by reading the New York Times, followed by the Washington Post, and would track both papers’ Web sites regularly throughout the day. I am vaguely aware that Andrew Cuomo has fallen out of favor, and that people who aren’t me will be receiving government checks for some reason or other, but that’s about it. Neither Amy nor I care about the news anymore, at least the political news.
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