Adaptability, Covid-90, and Poking Ant Hills…

So I read today that Wrestlemania 36 is happening this whole week long – only without an audience. Why not? Jimmy Fallon is broadcasting in an empty studio. So is the gam show Jeopardy.  Some experts are even predicting that this will bring in even bigger virtual audiences, because right now we are all hungry for a little bread and circuits in our cerebral diet. We need something to distract our minds from the crisis that surrounds us all.
empty Jeapordy Studio
Now, I haven’t watched wrestling in a long time – but 35 years ago I watched the first Wrestlemania on a beat-up VHS tape. I remember how blown away I was by seeing all of those people in the audience. Even wished I could be there. These days I don’t watch it at all. I won’t say I outgrew it, I just got burned out by that whole run of soap-opera style backstories.
 
Still, the thought of Wrestlemania 36 going on for a whole freaking week, without a single member in the audience, is mind blowing. The thought of our whole world suddenly becoming virtual, it is weird beyond measure.
 
What’s a little funny to me today is how I don’t see as much news out there this morning. I kind of think that this whole situation is becoming a little normal. We are all getting used to it. I mean, I know that I am. It is becoming business as usual.
 
In some ways that’s beautiful. That speaks of the adaptability of us humans as a species. We get used to shit. Wars, depressions, plagues – nothing phases us for long. Rain fire down upon us and we’ll all start carrying asbestos parasols.
 
But I’ve got the kind of brain that likes to poke a stick at an ant hill, and I wonder how all of this is going to play out.
 
I am NOT running around and screaming that the sky is falling, but today I am thinking about how I have always been bothered by the sight of all of the palm people out there, walking around on the sidewalks and sitting on the buses, all staring at various devices in their palms. I always felt to myself that humans were becoming just a little bit too virtual, a little bit too separate from each other. I’m no different, mind you. Last summer I got my first cell phone. Quite a few years before that I jumped into reading e-books. So I’ve got my own palm-staring habit – but it still worries me a little. This COVID shit is likely to push us even further away from each other.
 
Or it just might bring us all together.
 
Let’s just wait and see, shall we?
wrestlemania
Yours in Storytelling,
Steve Vernon
If you enjoyed this read, please go and buy one of my e-books. You can read it on your palm, while we all wait for the next page to turn.

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