Laugh or Cry, the World.

I charged into 2020. I started a new business. I opened an account at a new bank. I met this fellow at a party and he seemed like a nice guy, so I asked if he would help me open my new account at his branch. Not the sort of thing you plan, but often the way life works best. I saw a TED talk about it. Let life flow.

I hired two people! From a post on Linkedin. That’s how optimistic I was. The American entrepreneur. Confident, brash, risk taker. Let’s go. Then February rolled round.

I was a little surprised at the news. I’ve been to Wuhan. I know big cities. I live on Manhattan. I like it here. Public transportation, no need for cars, cool neighborhoods, a big city. Wuhan is as big as New York and I read they shut it down. My head spun a little. How do you do that? Why do you do that?

I sat in the park reading the news and looking around. People walking dogs. a guy making bubbles, the air cold, crisp, blue sky, ocean light. a New York winter day and I’m reading something that’s knotting my stomach. The knot doesn’t go away because this TV Old Guy says don’t worry about it. Yeah, I don’t think so. Don’t worry about a city of 9-million people locking down? Hasn’t this TV Old Guy ever been to the movies? This is classic Act One. Act Two is usually a doozy.