As Stage 3 approaches, many of us face a dilemma
A lot of this column is me, essentially. It’s nice that they feel the numbers are down far enough that we can open more things, but unless I’m doing something I really need to be doing, I’ll take a pass, thanks. I’ve got my own health concerns, but I also have other people in my life who need a little more protecting than your average bear. So based on that, what I’m seeing in other countries as they reopen, that this new world hasn’t exactly been constructed with blind people in mind and on the fact that I’ve got borderline COVID truthers entirely too close to me, I still feel like all of this is happening too quickly.
I don’t know about you, but I’m not ready for Stage 3.
A big chunk of Ontario, including Waterloo Region, has been given permission by the provincial government to reopen parts of the economy. By Friday, gyms, indoor restaurant dining, movie theatres, live sports events, and bars, will be permitted.
But I’m still holding my breath (under my mask) whenever someone walks too close to me on the street or in the store. I haven’t had the courage to have lunch on a restaurant patio, or get a haircut.
The COVID-19 virus can produce violent, long-lasting illness. It can kill you. We still understand very little about how it is transmitted. So the thought of someone else breathing on me, even a friendly, well-meaning person, feels kind of menacing.
“Opening bars is a terrible idea,” McGinnis said.
“We have recently seen appalling spectacles of a complete breakdown of physical distancing at pubs in England and the United States. Both countries are locking down bars again.
“Just because the province is moving to Stage Three, I am staying firmly in Stage One with a few tentative forays into Stage Two, thank you.”
We know we have to come out of our solitude sooner or later and join the rest of the world. And of course we want to support our local businesses.
But it’s not without its own kind of fear. A picture of a crowded beach now gives me a twinge of nausea. So do other previously innocuous features of North American culture, like a handshake or a salad bar.