Thank God for Governor Cuomo

As every aspect of my routine is disrupted, I have to re-learn how to "live."  e.g. I never knew or cared how much toilet paper I go thru in a week.  I'm uncertain if the market will have TP in stock, what brand, or if another shopper will fight me for it.

Obviously the pandemic has put a kibosh on the photography thing.  Three models are cancelled.  One is postponed until Easter... maybe.  I don't know when to wake, eat, shop for perishables, or what to do with my day.

Being off the routine causes stress as I don't know what is still open or if I should have food delivered.  Yet, I am alive, healthy, gainfully employed working at home, the Wrangler is running great, and I've got enuf meat for weeks thanks to an offering of cooked, raw, and/or frozen food from a generous and empathetic model.

The locals are starting to calm down - we figure if we're not infected or dead by now, and if we keep our guard up, chances are we will survive.  Everyone fears entering the hospital system in New York right now because that may be a one way trip.

If I was on my death bed and there was no hope for me, I would want to hear the grim prognosis from our Governor Cuomo.  His firm, gruff no-bullshit leadership and compassion for life has shown me a side of him I've never seen before, not even during Superstorm Sandy.  Perhaps it's because the stakes are higher and people are still dying.  I know he won't stop fighting until we have saved as many New York'ers as we can possible save.

Escape from New York... no longer possible

I do kinda hope this is not my last post.  I am a fine-art photographer located 50 miles outside of the epicenter of a gruesome Covid 19 outbreak.  New York City has been hard hit.  I am sitting here at home listening to Sirius Radio, alt.nation.  The window fans are blowing cool air into my messy apartment and my sinuses are complaining about the pollen - but, I managed to score two boxes of facial tissues and I plan to use them.

HEY: Listen Up!  There's a lot of confusing and panic-ridden ideas about protecting yourself against the virus.  Here is how to protect yourself:

1. Know your source.  If the information does not originate from a doctor or the Centers for Disease Control https://www.cdc.gov/, disregard and delete.  Do not get your medical advice from Geraldo Rivera or Trish Regan.  They are idiots (IMHO).  Volume OFF.
2. If anyone on TV is talking, know their name, title, and origin.  Are they a doctor?  No?  Are they quoting a doctor?  No?  Turn the volume off or change the channel.  Your life depends on this.  Any public official should turn over expert answers to the experts.  No, the White House Coronavirus Task Force are not all experts. Anthony Fauci is a doctor.  Volume up.  Mike Pence is not a doctor.  Volume OFF.
3. Stop drinking bleach.
4. I hate to say it but - wearing that 79c dust mask to prevent getting sick just gives you a false sense of security.  If it reduces your anxiety, fine, but realize you're just being hysterical.
5. You have enough toilet paper.  If you run out, take a shower after you shit; duh.

Update: The CDC has gone rogue.  Protect the little kids and use common sense.  When searching for unbiased health information about Covid19, find a source in Europe because it's all bugger here the States.