“Fools multiply when the wise are silent.” (Nelson Mandela)
There is a popular saying that "things can always be better, we have the right dose of patience to know how to wait." Maybe that's why, I always associate patience with what I really want and what I like. Patience is a virtue admired by many, but that not everyone can apply in life. That's because it takes a lot of self-control to keep calm when things are bothering us or when things don't go the way we imagine. So don't let anxiety take over your life and take away our “soul” peace. All the good things that have to happen in our life, will happen at the right time, just be patient and wait. “Knowing how to wait is a virtue! To accept, without question, that each thing has a certain time to happen ... is to have Faith! ” (Quote from the film “Waiting for a miracle”)
Descending to the land and to the minutiae of our life, I think very clearly that the fight against the pandemic is not, nor can be seen as a political question, nor of the opinion of laypeople who speak and opine about everything and about anything, in a confusing cacophony, it misinforms, disuns and even becomes dangerous due to the absurd narcissistic exercise of searching for a few minutes of glory, quickly converted into the grayest irrelevance. I feel like recalling a phrase by Voltaire here: “We must judge a man more by his questions than by his answers. While the sages speak because they have something to explain; the fools speak because they like to hear their own voice! ”These“ people ”forget that there are a thousand and one measures, these policies, of support for the economy, social protection of the poorest, support for thousands of micro / small / medium-sized companies, on the best way to relaunch the economy in post COVID that these can and should be criticized! But, in these times of a “new normality” we will all be together, in solidarity, trying to do our best to get out of this struggle. This is the only possible attitude for every decent and responsible human being, with a sense of belonging to a community. The numbers will drop, the second wave will pass and we will be here to rebuild our lives. The rest is an unpleasant background noise, of mad souls on the loose, hoarse from the hysteria of their screams as ridiculous as they are irrelevant. The dark and psychotic side of so much human being that he never found the meaning of life. And you will probably never find ... and now, here is a final word for those who have more time, I suggest reading Daniel Defoe's Year of the Plague Journal, originally published in 1719. It is an impressive account of the plague that hit London in 1665. When much is discussed about the lessons we must learn from a pandemic, it may be worth reading this short passage from the introduction by João Gaspar Simões: “(…) the truth is that life, after that, started with even more vigor. , and men did not even gain moral experience from the punishment that hit them all. Dead and alive, they learned nothing from the “judgment of God” (…) that victimized their fellow citizens ”.
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