Corona Saga: Lock Down - 14th Day

Twas the 14th Day of the Lock Down. The All Black Tribe was both relieved and depressed. Relieved because they had passed the 'midway' point and looked forward to the end of their confinement; depressed because the novelty had warn off and been replaced by boredom. Boredom, they found, did not grant immunity from fear of the unknown, and fear of the unknown turned into anxiety, which in turn led to depression.

Cone Man, personally, did not view depression has a problem. Cone Man even cone-sidered that cone-siderable harm was done by the contemporary tendency to view depression as evidence that something was terribly wrong.

Depression, viewed properly was a natural part of life like night and winter. The world's temperature was finely calibrated by the god of Cone Man, and if it ceased to spin on its axis, or orbit the Sun, all eight billion souls riding through space on the Great Space Ship would be dead within a few weeks.

Similarly, if human beings only experienced happiness and ecstatic joy, how long would it be before they broke down? What warrior could experience a young wife and fatherhood without the stresses of family responsibility? What woman could experience a young husband and motherhood without post-partum depression? If you could accept that depression was only that, then you could more easily transition out of it. Or so was Cone Man's Uneducated Layman's Opinion Which Others Should Take With A Cone-siderable Grain Of Salt.

Cone Man's speculations about  human psychology did not change the fact that humans had rather a lot to be psychotic about. Cinda the Hard and Stern indicated that the Lock Down would not continue past the 28th Day, but many legends indicated that the All Black Tribe had much to be anxious about: tourism, hotels and airlines were suddenly so uneconomic that tour operators, hoteliers and air crew had no choice but to consider new careers, if they were young enough; recession was a fact not a fear; and by some estimates the effects of the  Corona crisis would take three and a half years to play out. The unspoken dread handing over all of this was the suspicion that one of the many ill effects of the crisis could in turn spark a new crisis that could compound humanity's problems.

One way or another, the All Black Tribe was in for a long hard time, and there was nothing to do else to do about it but settle in for the proverbial 'Long Haul'. Cone Man began to feel rather  depressed ...