"Consider the flea! Incomparably the bravest of all the creatures of God, if ignorance of fear were courage."
-- Mark Twain
Wear a mask. Keep your distance. Wash your hands. Get the vaccine when it's your turn.
Whenever I say that, THIS guy shows up. Every time.
If you're afraid, stay home!
I'm not going to change MY life because YOU'RE scared!
I'm not scared! I'm not scared! I'm not scared! YOU'RE the coward!
Everytime, this worthy shows up. Everytime, full of bluster and internet courage and patriotic braggadocio .
This little Southern town where I live is full of such swaggering courage.
I'm not changing MY life! I'm not lettin' the gubmint control ME! I'm not gonna to wear a mask! I'm not getting the vaccine! Stay home if you're afraid of everything!
But me, I'm not scared!
I'm not scared.
Heh.
But, that's the thing, isn't it?
That, right there. You ARE scared. Yes, you are. You're TERRIFIED every damn day.
Oh yes, you are.
Fear is what defines you. It's your religion -- literally. It's baked right in: fear your god. Right? FEAR him.
You're afraid of everything.
You're afraid of the government. And you should be. Here in Florida you keep electing bad people. So, you got bad government. You should be afraid of it. It's trying to kill you.
But that's the ironic part, isn't it?
You elected that bad government BECAUSE you were afraid.
You were afraid black lives might matter, right? I mean, you were, weren't you? That's what the Confederate flag on your truck means, right?
So you elected racists just like you.
You were afraid people might get enough to eat, a place to sleep, healthcare. Remember? You were terrified of "socialism" even though you don't know what that actually is.
So you elected ****ty government to keep them down.
Even though YOU'RE poor yourself.
You were afraid rich people might lose some money.
Oh yes, you were.
Sure, that's why you vote against a living wage, against unions, against decent benefits, against employee ownership, against the wealthy and privileged paying their fair share.
You were afraid if you don't, the rich might come for YOU.
You were afraid someone was going to come take your guns.
I mean, that's what the guns are FOR, aren't they? Because you're scared? Scared of the government. Scared of your neighbors. Scared of crime. Scared of ... I dunno, bears, I guess.
You got guns to protect your guns.
You spent tens of thousand of dollars you don't have on those guns. Your kids go without dental care, the power company shuts off your lights because you can't pay the bill, family goes hungry, but, goddamn, you gotta have that arsenal.
Because you're scared.
You drive that giant truck, because you're scared somebody, somewhere that you don't know might think you're a pussy.
You gotta have the biggest truck, the biggest gun, the biggest flag, the meanest dog, because you're scared somebody won't think you're a real man.
You're scared gay people might get married.
You're scared you might accidentally hit on a trans person.
You're scared of Muslims.
You're scared of Jews.
You're scared of Mexican caravans.
You're scared of immigrants.
You're scared of people who don't speak English.
You're scared of liberals.
You're scared of fascism.
You're scared of communism.
You're scared of socialism.
You're scared of "the elites."
You're scared of education.
You're scared of science and technology.
You're scared of hope.
You're so scared things might get better for others, that you'd rather squat in misery yourself, than those people ever get any leg up.
You're scared that freedom, liberty, and most of all, justice are zero-sums and if anyone else gets any more, you'll get less.
You're that lowest of the white men, but so long as nothing changes, you can tell yourself you're better than everyone else.
THAT's what terrifies you the most: that THAT might finally change.
THAT's what you mean when you shout "Make America Great Again!"
Your fear blinds you to the staggering incongruity of your own actions.
Irony like voting to give rich people a massive tax break, while at the very same time screaming about how you're not going to get the evil vaccine because a rich guy used his money to help create it.
You tell me that you're not going to live your life in fear and yet that's exactly what you do. You live in fear every damn day.
You're scared of everything.
Well, maybe not quite everything...
Maybe not everything.
You don't seem to be afraid that you're going to infect others. That you might kill the woman you coughed on in the donut shop, or the grandfather you brushed up against into in the grocery store, or you kids, or their teacher, or ... anyone actually
What about those pregnant women you're so concerned about? You scared for THEIR health? Are you?
No, you're not scared your boneheaded irresponsibility puts others at risk.
You're not scared that you might be a selfish bag of dicks.
In fact, you think THAT makes you a real man.
Which is again ironic given that you're same guy screaming about the right to life.
Your life, I guess. No one else's.
Even though your life isn't really all that much to brag about, is it? I mean, if we're being honest here.
The absence of fear isn't courage.
Lack of caution in the face of danger isn't bravery.
Courage is how you FACE danger, how you help others face it, how you lead, the example you set every minute of every day. Others above self.
THAT is the true measure of character.
Any fool can be brave when they are too stupid, too ignorant, too AFRAID to BE afraid.
And risking the lives of others for your own bravado isn't courage, it's terrorism.
Consider the flea.
“Courage is resistance to fear, mastery of fear-not absence of fear. Except a creature be part coward it is not a compliment to say it is brave; it is merely a loose misapplication of the word. Consider the flea!-Incomparably the bravest of all the creatures of God, if ignorance of fear were courage. Whether you are asleep or awake he will attack you, caring nothing for the fact that in bulk and strength you are to him as are the massed armies of the earth to a sucking child; he lives both day and night and all days and nights in the very lap of peril and the immediate presence of death, and yet is no more afraid than is the man who walks the streets of a city that was threatened by an earthquake ten centuries before. When we speak of Clive, Nelson, and Putnam as men who "didn't know what fear was," we ought always to add the flea-and put him at the head of the procession.”
-- Samuel Clemens (Mark Twain)